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Found Poetry 646
theatre of the tin roof rain clapping applause sounds leaks drip eventually down in spheres like heavy grapes a decision exhaled in mist I'll never see truer things
This poem was created from Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman. Click here to get Leaves of Grass.
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