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| Dusting of snow last night, then sleet, left everything covered with ice. |
It may be that when we no
longer know which way to go we have come to our real journey. The mind that is
not baffled is not employed. The impeded stream is the one that sings.
Wendell Berry
Collected Poems
Collected Poems
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