Other people’s poetry

Mary Oliver 
her poetry is a gift
here is one of them

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The Uses of Sorrow
(In my sleep I dreamed this poem)
Someone I loved once gave me
a box full of darkness.

It took me years to understand
that this, too, was a gift.

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