Somebody has to stop the dream, even a rude curator, or some such titled person. I liked this poem but I'd take a look at the third line from the bottom. [Your?]
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
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