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Of the toppling waves, where the salmon ease their way into the kelp beds, and the sea rearranges itself among the small islands. Near this rose, in this grove of sun-parched, wind-warped madronas, among the half-dead trees, I came upon the true ease of myself. -Theodore Roethke
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