“Sharp nostalgia, infinite
And terrible, for what I already possess!”
Nostalgia aguda, infinita,
terrible, de lo que tengo.
"South", in Poesía, en verso, 1917–1923 (1923), p. 97.
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Nostalgia aguda, infinita, terrible, de lo que tengo.
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