True Story: I once went to a doctor because I felt constantly sick. When the Doctor learned that I was heartbroken, instead of going through all the physical routines, he got up, took a piece of prescription paper wrote down some words, and gave it to me. The paper read: Veinte poemas de amor y una canción desesperada by Neruda (Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair). He then told me the book would not make sense without the last poem. That was my medicine.
Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair
October 17, 2008 · 1 Comment
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Tagged: Heart, Medicine, Neruda
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yakira // October 22, 2008 at 5:07 pm |
I find this to be very touching, considering that now you know your true love speaks Spanish!! May you Never feel sick from a broken heart again!!! Good energy to you and Gbby