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Legend: Saturday's (Found) Poem

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That's a portion of a sign posted at a Big Sur trailhead.

It seemed to be its own little poem....

PoetrycynthiaJune 22, 2013found poem, trail sign, You are hereComment
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“Instructions for living a life. Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it.”
— Mary Oliver
 

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