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I am not going to die. I’m departing now,
on this day full of volcanoes,
for the multitudes, for life.
Here I’ve settled these matters
now that the gangstert strut
with "western culture" in arms,
with hands that murder in Spain,
and the gallows that swing in Athens
and the dishonor that governs Chile
and I bring my story to a close.
I’m staying here
with words and people and roads
that await me again, and pound
on my door with their starry hands.