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Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman

Book XX. By The Roadside: Locations and Times

Locations and times—what is it in me that meets them all, whenever
and wherever, and makes me at home?
Forms, colors, densities, odors—what is it in me that corresponds with
them?

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