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(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973 / Parral / Chile)

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If You Forget Me

I want you to know
one thing.

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  • Tristan Love-day (10/7/2013 8:39:00 AM)

    wow is all i can say...keep up the good work :)

    16 person liked.
    8 person did not like.
  • Veronica Mendoza (10/1/2013 2:10:00 PM)

    i love this poem its beautiful

  • Veronica Mendoza (10/1/2013 2:08:00 PM)

    i love this poem its really good

  • Majed Fox (9/29/2013 6:54:00 PM)

    You know how this is:
    if I look
    at the crystal moon, at the red branch
    of the slow autumn at my window,

  • Liliana ~el (9/29/2013 3:41:00 PM)

    This is soo beautiful!

  • Paola Melendes (9/24/2013 10:48:00 AM)

    great poem! love it.

  • Krishnakumar Chandrasekar Nair (9/22/2013 3:14:00 AM)

    Ah, love is a fire that dies out fast
    Despite all the vows we make
    Something too fickle an emotion to last
    And betrayal eventually takes the cake...

  • Sameer Ahsan (9/19/2013 4:28:00 AM)

    it's good creation and a masterpiece work by the poet, just i gotta induced reading the poem and enjoyed a lot

  • Geetha Jayakumar (9/18/2013 9:38:00 AM)

    Wow..Beautiful Romantic poem..Loved it.

  • Ceejon Ezinwoke (8/29/2013 3:00:00 AM)

    A Beautifully scribed truth. Positively conditional, to leave before one is left.
    I loved it.

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