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the sky was not truly light but merely dreaming pale dreams.
The Ten Thousand Doors of January
Alix E. Harrow
There is something beautiful about a billion stars held steady by a God who knows what He is doing. (They hang there, the stars, like notes on a page of music, free-form verse, silent mysteries swirling in the blue like jazz.)
Blue Like Jazz
Donald Miller
The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me . . . he complains of my gab and my loitering. I too am not a bit tamed . . . I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.
Leaves of Grass
Walt Whitman, American Renaissance Books
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