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The Book of Questions

by Pablo Neruda

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?

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Posted by on April 11, 2011 in Poem, Uncertainty


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