I peer at the ball game, tired of Whitman, tired of wanting to be great.

Walt Whitman	Juniper Berries (& other botanicals)	July 3, 2008	In Exultation of an Angel of Random Treaties
The Dish and The Spoon	Do you even realize how much your spirit illuminates? It is like stars.	Come, Sleep! O Sleep, the certain knot of peace	O Captain! My Captain!
lost we	I Heard You, Solemn-sweet Pipes of the Organ

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