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Gracias Gabo!


A part of me bitterly dies!
Solitude with Gabo was less poignant,
Sunsets I shared with Aureliano Buendia
Planted more revolution than my thoughts,
Along the way Marquez's whores, his unrequited loves,
And his inflaming passion became my own!
Oh, when Marquez leaves behind his words,
He leaves behind every deep thought,
Every apt musing, every intense emotion,
And every nostalgia words could bring,
There is nothing that cannot be expressed in words,
Certainly with Gabo you knew it was true.

However I try to console myself, it just wouldn't suffice. The world has lost a legendary storyteller. And I have lost a person whom I loved deeply. I know that Gabo's words shall live on. But my universe has dropped into deep oblivion after his demise.
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  1. madhumakhi20 April 2014 at 09:23

    It's such a lovely, fitting poetic obituary for a towering figure in the literary world.

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  2. Natašek20 April 2014 at 11:11

    i like it...these kind of writers are rare.

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  3. Sherry Blue Sky20 April 2014 at 12:10

    I love that his words and his thoughts and his vision will live on in his books.

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  4. Gillena Cox20 April 2014 at 12:57

    how lovely; and Happy Easter

    much love...

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  5. Brian Miller20 April 2014 at 16:43

    it hurts when we lose those storytellers for we have lost the stories they told unless someone gives them notice and makes sure they are passed on....and if we are lucky their books are there still to inspire us...

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  6. ZQ21 April 2014 at 07:31

    Amen
    ZQ

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