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the cinnamon peeler's wife

10.19.2004 at 10:30:00 PM

i keep wondering

i saw a mountain
And he was like a wotan looking at himself in the water
i saw a cockatoo
And he was like sweet clouds
even leaves and little stones
are different to my eyes sometimes
i keep wondering through and through my heart
where all the beautiful things in the world
come from
And while i wonder
they go on being beautiful

by Hilda Conkling

the cinnamon peeler's wife

10.19.2004 at 10:30:00 PM

i keep wondering

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