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August 2011
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“Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to...”
– Mary Oliver (via cardboardantlers) (via moonlightrainbow, nirvikalpa) (via deflectio-lunae, nirvikalpa-deactivated20110625-) (via thesensualstarfish)
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Mary Oliver, "August"
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When the blackberries hang swollen in the woods, in the brambles nobody owns, I spend all day among the high branches, reaching my ripped arms, thinking of nothing, cramming the black honey of summer into my mouth; all day my body accepts what it is. In the dark creeks that run by there is this thick paw of my life darting among the black bells, the leaves; there is this happy...
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