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Walt Whitman, from “Beginning My Studies”, Complete Poems
[Text ID: “I have hardly gone and hardly wish’d to go any farther, But stop and loiter all the time to sing it in ecstatic songs.”]
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the space ahead as I walk, as I vainly try to pierce it, is full of phantoms.
Walt Whitman, from “Years of the Modern”, Leaves of Grass (via soracities)
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Walt Whitman, ‘Song of Myself’
Mahmoud Darwish, ‘Mural’
Adonis, ‘Desert’
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Walt Whitman, ‘Song of Myself’, Leaves of Grass
[Text ID: “Do I contradict myself? Very well then….I contradict myself; I am large….I contain multitudes.”]
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Walt Whitman, “Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking”, Leaves of Grass
[Text ID: “O darkness! O in vain! O I am very sick and sorrowful.”]