One by one the objects are defined? It quickens: clarity, outline of leaf But now the stark dignity … - William Carlos Williams

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You have a spark. It is real. It is you. And right now, it is being activated. You cannot ignore the spark any longer.

William Carlos Williams

One by one the objects are defined? It quickens: clarity, outline of leaf But now the stark dignity of entrance?Still, the profound change has come upon them: rooted, they grip down and begin to awaken.

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