"For every language that becomes extinct, an image of man disappears."
Octavio Paz, poet, diplomat, Nobel laureate (1914-1998)
Fists balled in the hollow of the eyes Sat in the old, creaky wicker chair The scream stuck in the pharynx Blue-overalls despair taking ho...
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