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Fernando Pessoa

When will this inner night—the universe—end
And I—my soul—have my day?
When will I wake up from being awake?
I don’t know. The sun shines on high
And cannot be looked at.
The stars coldly blink
And cannot be counted.
The heart beats aloofly
And cannot be heard.
When will this drama without theater
—Or this theater without drama—end
So that I can go home?
Where? How? When?

— Fernando Pessoa, from “Magnificat,” A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems (Penguin Classics, 2006)

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