En el aire, en el viento, en la nada On the silent winds of an immense unreality, I pour my clumsy words into a mistaken philosophy. It is the one that comes and arrives stunning everything; that my poor senses and indecisive percepti... | Rate it: | |
As the greatest compliment that could be paid a writer would be the assumption that the material contained in this little volume was the product of that writer's ingenuity or imagination, it seems ... | Rate it: |
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