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Around me the trees stir in their leaves and call out, Stay awhile.

Mary Oliver

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Mary Oliver
Age: 83 †
Born: 1935
Born: September 10
Died: 2019
Died: January 17
Climate Activist
Novelist
Poet
Writer
Maple Heights
Ohio
Mary Jane Oliver
Call
Nature
Around
Awhile
Stir
Trees
Leaves
Stay
Tree

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