Margaret Atwood Quotes
We Dangle By A Flimsy Thread,
Our Little Lives Are Grains Of Sand:
The Cosmos Is A Tiny Sphere
Held In The Hollow Of God's Hand.
Give Up Your Anger And Your Spite,
And Imitate The Deer, The Tree;
In Sweet Forgiveness Find Your Joy,
For It Alone Can Set You Free.
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