I am alone with rickety materials, the rain falls on me, and it is like me, it is like me in its raving, alone in the dead world, repulsed as it falls, and with no persistent form. (Pablo Neruda)

I am alone with rickety materials, the rain falls on me, and it is like me, it is like me in its raving, alone in the dead world, repulsed as it falls, and with no persistent form.

Pablo Neruda

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