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In this part of the story I am the one who dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you, because I love you, Love, in fire and in blood.

Pablo Neruda

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Pablo Neruda
Age: 69 †
Born: 1904
Born: July 12
Died: 1973
Died: September 23
Author
Autobiographer
Diplomat
Lyricist
Poet
Politician
Senator Of Chile
Nieh-lu-ta
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Pamplo Nerouda
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Bāblū Nīrūdā
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Nieluda
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Neftali Reyes Basualto
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Pāplō Nerūda
Blood
Fire
Dies
Story
Stories
Part
Love

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