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The daylilies in my garden  are the rich yellow of mangoes,  (which I know because      I am eating one,         slice by slick, ripe...

I would like to know why this is hard , said the prince. I would like to know why the hedge is so thick and the thorns are so sharp, and why, after I have come all this way and done so many brave deeds, I can’t take this last step. What does Valor do, at its best? How do I learn to be the prince? And… is the final task to wait? * My life is stable now. Out of the great upheaval of the pandemic came incomparable goodness: independence, kinship, love. It would seem I shouldn’t

We roll our hearts like Damascus steel...