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Night on the Prairies – Walt Whitman 

The supper is over–the fire on the ground burns low; The wearied emigrants sleep, wrapt in their blankets: I walk by myself–I stand and look at the stars, which I think now I never realized before. Now I absorb immortality … Continue reading

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