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Hast Never Come To Thee An Hour


Hast never come to thee an hour,
A sudden gleam divine, precipitating, bursting all these bubbles,
fashions, wealth?
These eager business aims-books, politics, art, amours,
To utter nothingness?




by: Walt Whitman


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