The Sad Mother (Gabriela Mistral Poems)
Sleep, sleep, my beloved, without worry, without fear, although my soul does not sleep, although I do not rest. Sleep, ...
Sleep, sleep, my beloved, without worry, without fear, although my soul does not sleep, although I do not rest. Sleep, ...
Never, never again? Not on nights filled with quivering stars, or during dawn's maiden brightness or afternoons of sacrifice? Or ...
Let us go now into the forest. Trees will pass by your face, and I will stop and offer you ...
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