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The Uses of Sorrow Mary Oliver (In my sleep I dreamed this poem.) Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this, too, was a gift. -- p2: defenestrate -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc), 來自: 111.243.5.195 (臺灣) ※ 文章網址: https://www.ptt.cc/bbs/poetry/M.1623224135.A.0F7.html