I stroll along serenely, with my eyes, my shoes, my rage, forgetting everything. — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
I stroll along serenely, with my eyes, my shoes, my rage, forgetting everything, I walk by, going through office buildings and orthopedic shops, and courtyards with washing hanging from the line: underwear, towels and shirts from which slow dirty tears… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
