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-Walt Whitman, Song of the Open Road, from Leaves of Grass
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Why are there trees I never walk under but large and
melodious thoughts descend upon me?
(I think they hang there winter and summer on those
trees, and always drop fruit as I pass;)
-Walt Whitman, Song of the Open Road, from Leaves of Grass
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