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think once how you dreamed. the way you hummed a melody from Norway when that summer storm came battering the alders, turning the silver underside of leaves toward the moon. and think... twice a day the tide comes in.
-Richard Hugo
think once how you dreamed. the way you hummed a melody from Norway when that summer storm came battering the alders, turning the silver underside of leaves toward the moon. and think... twice a day the tide comes in.
-Richard Hugo
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