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“You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.”

Quote by Mary Oliver

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Dream Work

This book delves into the intricate workings of the subconscious, analyzing the significance of dreams in shaping human behavior and understanding. It examines various theories and interpretations of dreams, offering insights into their psychological and cultural implications. more

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Mary Oliver
Mary Oliver

Mary Oliver is a renowned American poet, born on September 10, 1935. Her poetry is known for its profound depiction of the natural world and delicate insights into life. Oliver's style is simple and direct, which has won her a wide audience. more

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