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I stroll along serenely, with my eyes, my shoes, my rage, forgetting everything.
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
Along
Trekking
Journey
Strolling
Walks
Forgetting
Eyes
Hiking
Forget
Wander
Eye
Rage
Serenely
Everything
Shoes
Stroll
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Sauntering
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