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easily fooled

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What is so utterly invisible
as tomorrow?
Not love,
not the wind,
 

not the inside of stone.
Not anything.
And yet, how often I’m fooled —
 

fool

Opening lines of “Walking to Oak-Head Pond, and Thinking of the Ponds I Will Visit in the Next Days and Weeks” by Mary Oliver in What do we know. © 2001 Perseus Books Group. The poem in full.

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  1. “Life is one fool thing after another whereas love is two fool things after each other.”

    -Oscar Wilde

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