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Walt Whitman · Leaves of Grass

Poem 37 of 382 · Children of Adam

I Am He That Aches with Love

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I am he that aches with amorous love; Does the earth gravitate? does not all matter, aching, attract all matter? So the body of me to all I meet or know.

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