To You by Walt Whitman
WHOEVER you are, I fear you are walking the walks of dreams, I fear these supposed realities are to melt from under your feet…
WHOEVER you are, I fear you are walking the walks of dreams, I fear these supposed realities are to melt from under your feet…
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