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perhaps you’re still sleeping…

perhaps you're still sleeping







Slowly the morning climbs towards the day.
As for the poem, not this poem but any
poem, do you feel its sting? Do you
feel its hope, its entrance to a community? Do
you feel its hand in your hand?

— Mary Oliver —


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