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Leaves of Grass (1881-82)
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TO A STRANGER.
PASSING stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon
you,
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You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to
me as of a dream,)
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I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you, |
All is recall'd as we flit by each other, fluid, affectionate, chaste,
matured,
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You grew up with me, were a boy with me or a girl with me, |
I ate with you and slept with you, your body has become not yours
only nor left my body mine only,
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You give me the pleasure of your eyes, face, flesh, as we pass, you
take of my beard, breast, hands, in return,
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I am not to speak to you, I am to think of you when I sit alone
or wake at night alone,
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I am to wait, I do not doubt I am to meet you again, |
I am to see to it that I do not lose you. |
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