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Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman

Book XXXIV. Sands At Seventy: An Evening Lull

After a week of physical anguish,
Unrest and pain, and feverish heat,
Toward the ending day a calm and lull comes on,
Three hours of peace and soothing rest of brain.

#1855 #AmericanWriters #LeavesOfGrass

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