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quest for inner peace | quest for inner peace

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Jun.21.2009
That night I dreamt of a great forest, firs and larches together, under a glistening weight of snow. You couldn’t tell which was which unless the white burden slithered away and a bough sprang up light and free. I was drifting above it. The air was thin with the scent of resin and keen as a weapon...