There was never any more inception than there is now,
Nor any more youth or age than there is now,
And will never be any more perfection than there is now,
Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now.
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song of myself, whitman
Posted: November 12, 2016 in books etc., books etc., UncategorizedTags: poems, Poetry, song of myself, walt whitman, whitman
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