“And I’ll go on erasing the faulty words I put in my whole, even if my whole is left without words.”

— Antonio Porchia

Y seguiré eliminando las palabras malas que puse en mi todo, aunque mi todo se quede sin palabras.
Voces (1943)

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Y seguiré eliminando las palabras malas que puse en mi todo, aunque mi todo se quede sin palabras.

Voces (1943)

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Italian Argentinian poet 1885–1968

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