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I make a pact with you, Walt Whitman-- I have detested you long enough. I come to you as a grown child Who has had a pig-headed father; I am old enough now to make friends. It was you that broke the new wood Now is a time for carving. We have one sap and one root-- Let there be commerce between us.
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