Pensive and Faltering
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Pensive and faltering,
The words the Dead I write,
For living are the Dead,
(Haply the only living, only real,
And I the apparition, I the spectre.)
| from Leaves of Grass: BOOK XXX. WHISPERS OF HEAVENLY DEATH by Walt Whitman | |
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