Laura

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All truths wait in all things, They neither hasten their own delivery nor resist it, They do not need the obstetric forceps of the surgeon, The insignificant is as big to me as any, (What is less or more than a touch?)   Logic and sermons never convince, The damp of the night drives deeper into my soul.   (Only what proves itself to every man and woman is so, Only what nobody denies is so.)
Leaves of Grass
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