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Quote #2237 from Sonnet XVII by Pablo Neruda

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I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you simply, without problems or pride:
I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of loving

but this, in which there is no I or you,
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.

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this is actually part of

this is actually part of 'sonnet XVII' by pablo neruda.

Thanks for letting me know. I

Thanks for letting me know. I fixed it. :)