Copy ImageSeparation Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color
W.S. Merwin
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On the last day of the worldI would want to plant a tree
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A garden is made of hope
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even there a shining is flowing from all the stonesthough the eyes are not yet made that can see it
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