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Letters from My Father – Obama

There was poetry as well-a luminous world always present beneath the surface, a world that people might offer up as a gift to me, if I only remembered to ask.

 

That is how Obama explains the phenomena of people sharing their stories of struggles with him during his time as a Community Organiser. The honesty of the feeling mixed with the beauty of those words resonate very deeply.

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