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Tell Me, Is The Rose Naked? Tell me, is the rose naked Or is that her only dress?. Why do trees conceal The splendor of their roots?. Who hears the regrets Of the thieving automobile?. Is there anything in the world sadder Than a train standing in the rain?.   by Pablo Neruda

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