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I walked the steps of my father today
Worked till I froze and my face turned grey
And all of my fingers calloused and worn to the bone
And I felt like a child in a world full of men
Trying to capture that something again
Strong as an ox but slowly turning to stone

Walking away from this room dark and grey
Smoke hangs in clouds and the old echo plays

And the music is soft
And the voice it is hushed
And the boy he has loved
And the man he has lost

And I walk out in the rain
All over again

I felt the touch of my mother today
Gently pushing me forward again
Closing my eyes but still feeling the way
And I’m clutching at fingers through crumples & creases
I came to my senses it cut me to pieces
'Cause I needed more but I was pulling away

Walking alone with these legs made of stone
I’m almost dry and I’m almost home

Where the photographs smile
And I’m still someone’s child
And my place it is set
So I’ll stay for a while

Till I walk out in the rain
Like water would stain
And I’m born all over again

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"Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendia was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover ice."

Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

The Nobel Prize in Literature 1982

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"No matter what, nobody can take away the dances you’ve already had."

— Gabriel García Márquez (via policymic)

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"He recognized her despite the uproar, through his tears of unrepeatable sorrow at dying without her, and he looked at her for the last and final time with eyes more luminous, more grief-stricken, more grateful than she had ever seen them in half a century of a shared life, and he managed to say to her with his last breath: “Only God knows how much I loved you”"

— Love in times of Cholera, Gabriel Garcia Marquez (via lediableaquatre)

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vanityfair:

RIP Gabriel Garcia Marquez.
Photograph by Helmut Newton.

vanityfair:

RIP Gabriel Garcia Marquez.

Photograph by Helmut Newton.

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"It’s enough for me to be sure that you and I exist at this moment."

— Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude (via merulae)

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mrjwatson:

Rest in peace Gabo, we will never forget.

mrjwatson:

Rest in peace Gabo, we will never forget. 
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"Cease, cows, life is short."

Gabriel Garcí­a MárquezOne Hundred Years of Solitude

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"…time was not passing…it was turning in a circle…"

Gabriel Garcí­a MárquezOne Hundred Years of Solitude