What was and what may be lie, like children whose faces we cannot see, in the arms of silence. All we have is here, now. — Ursula K. Le Guin, Always Coming Home

What was and what may be lie, like children whose faces we cannot see, in the arms of silence. All we have is here, now. — Ursula K. Le Guin, Always Coming Home

What was and what may be lie, like children whose faces we cannot see, in the arms of silence. All we have is here, now. — Ursula K. Le Guin, Always Coming Home

What was and what may be lie, like children whose faces we cannot see, in the arms of silence. All we have is here, now. — Ursula K. Le Guin, Always Coming Home

What was and what may be lie, like children whose faces we cannot see, in the arms of silence. All we have is here, now. — Ursula K. Le Guin, Always Coming Home

What was and what may be lie, like children whose faces we cannot see, in the arms of silence. All we have is here, now.

— Ursula K. Le Guin, Always Coming Home

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