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The Well of Grief, by David Whyte

Stashed in: Sadness

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Those who will not slip beneath

the still surface on the well of grief


turning downward through its black water

to the place we cannot breathe


will never know the source from which we drink,

the secret water, cold and clear,


nor find in the darkness glimmering

the small round coins

thrown by those who wished for something else.


–David Whyte

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