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For My Young Friends Who Are Afraid

 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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