Poem: Light and dark half awake, I lose myself in a pool of late morning sun. Poem: If I want to walk in the light, I'll have to dance with the shadows too. poem: A burst of joy welling up like wind in the crowns of trees; sorrow that still weighs us down like stones in our shoes.

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