Leaves roll over, show
me their white bellies. Trees say
a storm is coming.
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"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure…We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be?… There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do…as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same." ~M.Williamson
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This reminds me for some very weird and strange reason of old man warner saying in Shirley Jackson's,'The Lottery',""Lottery in June, corn be heavy soon. ...
"When the boat washes ashore, the sea has spoken."
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