Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.
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Mary Oliver
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How perfect to be aboard a ship with

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Percy wakes me (fourteen)

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Last night

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To pay attention, this is our endless and proper work.

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When it's over, I want to say: all my life

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You must not ever stop being whimsical. And you must not, ever, give anyone else the responsibility for your life.

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No, I mean really listen. Here's a

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The poem was made not just to exist, but to speak—to be company. It was everything that was needed, when everything was needed.

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First Snow

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You do not have to be good.

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