Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Hope

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune with the words
and never stops at all.

--Emily Dickinson
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1 comment:

Jonina said...

sometimes hope is muted, sometimes hope is stalled. sometimes hope is the the fork in the road.

10:15 PM

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