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Portfolio 2016
"I thought the earth remembered me, she took me back so tenderly,
arranging her dark skirts, her pockets full of lichens and seeds.
I slept as never before, a stone on the river bed, nothing between me and the white fire of the stars
but my thoughts, and they floated light as moths among the branches of the perfect trees.
~from Sleeping in the Forest by Mary Oliver
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