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▲ That verse is like a key
That opens a thousand doors.
A leaf falls, something goes flying;
The eyes look is created,
And the listener's soul remains trembling.

Invent new worlds and watch your word;
The adjective, when it gives life, it kills.

We are in the cycle of nerves.
The muscle hangs
As I recall, in museums;
But why not have less strength:
The real force
Resides in the head.

Why do you sing the rose, oh Poets!
Make it bloom in the poem;

Only for us
They live all things under the sun †
/ In "El espejo de Agua", 1916.
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