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1 " But what would that be likefeeling the tide riseout of the numbness inside "
― David Whyte , Where Many Rivers Meet: Poems
2 " What I have not seenor failed to seeI leave as a gift. "
3 " Enough. These few words are enough.If not these words, this breath.If not this breath, this sitting here.This opening to lifewe have refusedagain and againuntil now.Until now. "