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Song of Myself, I loafe and ask my heart, we lean and loafe inside my simplicity watching a spear of summer time lawn.

Song of Myself, I loafe and ask my heart, we lean and loafe inside my simplicity watching a spear of summer time lawn. By Walt Whitman We celebrate myself, and sing myself, And the things I assume you shall assume, for virtually any atom owned by me personally as good belongs to you personally. My tongue, every atom of my …

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