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Found Poetry 648

6/30/21

taking a chance to live
my waist exiled
eluding straight lines
I strip naked on the pier
and gnaw at the sky
still feeling clothed
but feeling more breathed	

This poem was created from Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman. Click here to get Leaves of Grass.

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