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Future Voices: Literature

"The Sunset shines its final hues

Its mighty light now plunging into waves

We must look fast for its violets and blues

For these shall hence be forever out of gaze" - Noah Sonenstein, Untitled


"You see, sometimes people don’t fit 

together like perfect puzzle pieces, but

rather like the ocean waves and the coarse sand, or the bitter weeds and the soft earth. But they still flow together.

And they will still grow together."

- Anne Brenneman, Building Wax Wings

"but then, i must remember today and tomorrow and tomorrow’s tomorrow that there is also, possibly, some-where, an open field- a clear sky- and a kite that’s flying flying flying!" 

- kite, Julie Fitzpatrick

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