Tess Wheeler

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Saturday, September 20, 2008

This is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,
Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done,
Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the
themes thou lovest best,
Night, sleep, death and the stars.
-
Walt Whitman
Posted by Tess at 6:51 PM

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