Jacques Derrida
Valentin Avalos
La Plata, Buenos Aires, Argentina
"Hope” is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -

And never stops - at all -


And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -

And sore must be the storm -

That could abash the little Bird

That kept so many warm -


I’ve heard it in the chillest land -

And on the strangest Sea -

Yet - never - in Extremity,

It asked a crumb - of me.
"Hope” is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -

And never stops - at all -


And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -

And sore must be the storm -

That could abash the little Bird

That kept so many warm -


I’ve heard it in the chillest land -

And on the strangest Sea -

Yet - never - in Extremity,

It asked a crumb - of me.
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Valentina Dec 2, 2025 @ 11:57pm 
te extraño hermano🤍
Five Feb 11, 2022 @ 9:58am 
se te extraña amigo
niah Jul 26, 2016 @ 3:12pm 
+rep friend ♥
niah Jul 26, 2016 @ 3:12pm 
JOGA MUITOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO S2