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I don't know the role I'm playing. I only know it's mine, non-convertible.
Wislawa Szymborska
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Wislawa Szymborska
Age: 88 †
Born: 1923
Born: July 2
Died: 2012
Died: February 1
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Maria Wisława Anna Szymborska
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I like being near the top of a mountain. One can't get lost here.
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I slide my arm from under the sleeper's head and it is numb, full of swarming pins, on the tip of each, waiting to be counted, the fallen angels sit.
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All is mine but nothing owned, nothing owned for memory, and mine only while I look.
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My choices are rejections, since there is no other way, but what I reject is more numerous, denser, more demanding than before. A little poem, a sigh, at the cost of indescribable losses.
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God was finally going to believe in a man both good and strong, but good and strong are still two different men.
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Life lasts but a few scratches of the claw in the sand.
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I'm fighting against the bad poet who is prone to using too many words.
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