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Theyve Come

 Today my mother and sisters
came to see me.
I had been alone a long time with my poems, my pride .
almost nothing.
My sister---the oldest---is grown up, is blondish.
An elemental dream goes through her eyes: I told the youngest "Life is sweet.
Everything bad comes to an end.
" My mother smiled as those who understand souls tend to do; She placed two hands on my shoulders.
She's staring at me .
and tears spring from my eyes.
We ate together in the warmest room of the house.
Spring sky .
to see it all the windows were opened.
And while we talked together quietly of so much that is old and forgotten, My sister---the youngest---interrupts: "The swallows are flying by us.

by Alfonsina Storni
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