Poems of Fernando Pessoa
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Lisbon, Portugal
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Sunday, February 14, 2010
The clouds are dark
But toward the south
A scrap of sky
Is sadly blue.
So too in the mind,
Which has no answer,
A scrap remembers
That the heart exists.
This scrap is what
We know as the truth
Of eternal beauty
Beyond what is.
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