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Poetry found on Tumblr

Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt – marvelous error!–
that I had a beehive
here inside my heart.
And the golden bees
were making white combs
and sweet honey
from my old failures.

—  Antonio Machado

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Despite my protests that you'd undoubtedly seen this already, my wife insisted I share this link with you..


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That is utterly beautiful, and I should tattoo it on my forehead for bad days.

Bittersweet and very true.

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