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William Stafford - For My Young Friends Who Are AfraidWilliam Stafford - For My Young Friends Who Are Afraid
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There is a country to cross you will find in the corner of your eye, in the quick slip of your foot—air far down, a snap that might have caught. And maybe for you, for me, a high, passing voice that finds its way by being afraid. That country is there, for us, carried as it is crossed. What you fear will not go away: it will take you into yourself and bless you and keep you. That`s the world, and we all live there.
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