Write a poem about unhappy person.
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--- Pablo Neruda
I left her I the doorway waiting
and I went away, away,
She didn't know I would not
come back.
A dog passed, a nun passed
a week and a year passed.
The rains washed out my
footprints
and the grass grew in the street,
and one after another,like stone,
like gradual stones,the years
came down on her head.
Then the war came
like a volcano of blood.
Children and houses died.
And that woman didn't die.
The whole plain caught fire.
The gentle yellow gods
who for a thousand years
had gone on meditating
were cast from the temple in pieces.
They couldn't go on dreaming.
The sweet homes,the veranda
where I slept in a hammock
the rosy plants, the leaves
in the shape of huge hands,
the chimneys,the marimbas
all were crushed and burned.
And where the city had been
only cinders were left,
twisted iron, grotesque
heads of dead statues
and a black stain of blood.
And the woman waiting.