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Leaves of Grass (1891-92)
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AS I SIT WRITING HERE.
| As I sit writing here, sick and grown old, |
| Not my least burden is that dulness of the years, querilities, |
Ungracious glooms, aches, lethargy, constipation, whimpering
ennui,
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| May filter in my daily songs. |
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