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Three Marbles There are three marbles in my pocket like magic talismans— a green and blue one like water, a tawny gold one like a lion's eye, a swirling red one like a planet. Someone will stop me someday, as I begin to cross a stone bridge or enter an old house or climb a giant tree. Here, I will say, holding out a marble, let me pass. And the way will open before me. —Kate Coombs |
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