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Gratefulness
Let plain things please you again and every ordinary Monday. Bean soup in a white bowl, firewood in your arms. The weight of longing. That you have survived is evidence that nothing is assured but you are lucky. Looking up from this page let all of it surprise you— piled mail, other people, the air.
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You are a temple of mud and soul just like us …
When we get through this, I want us to set a table with all of…
To a Brown Boy ’Tis a noble gift to be brown, all brown, Like…
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