NARCOTIC IS THE WORD -- 2 POSTS

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NARCOTIC IS THE WORD

ALCOHOL IS LEGAL

AND SMOKER

NICORETTE IS LEGAL AND A CURE FOR SMOKER

NICORETTE CONTAINER NEAT NICOTINE

AND IS A FRIENDLY CHEMICAL

TOBACCO IS THE CARRIER FOR ALL STREET DRUG

ONCE YOU GET OFF TOBACCO AND POT YOUR CHEMICAL FREE

AND ENJOY THINGS A LOT BETTER

PSYCHIATRY NARCOTIC IS A DOPAMINE BLOCKER

SAME AS LSD MAGIC MUSHROOM

YOU'RE NEVER TALKER A LSD PERSON THAT PSYCHIATRY NARCOTIC ARE GOOD FOR THEM

THE LSD HAS OVERRIDDEN IT ALL

ALCOHOL IS A DOWNER AND SO IS LSD, BOTH A IS A DOPAMINE BLOCKER

AS MUCH AS I FIND

BY QUESTION AI

POT IS AN UPPER AND DOWNER

IT MIGHT BE A LAUGH THE FIRST TIME, AN OCCASIONAL OTHER TIME

BUTTER WHEN PAYING A DEALER IS NOT FUN ANYMORE

ALCOHOL IS A DOWNER AND NOT THE SAME TRIP AS LSD

MAGIC MUSHROOM GROW IN THE GROUND ONCE A YEAR

YOU CAN GET HOME-GROWN KITT KNOWLEDGE

PSYCHIATRY NARCOTIC ARE EVERY DAY

INJECTION AND PILL AND WHATEVER OTHER SHIT

SLOW RELEASE SURGICAL IMPLANT IN YOUR ARM AND BODY

LOBOTOMY EQUAL VIOLENCE

ECT SHOCKING

ECT -- INJ-ECT-ION -- NEEDLE -- MICRO LANCE -- BLADE -- KNIFE -- SPIKE -- SPEAR

VIOLENCE THEY HAVE PMVA TEAMS, WHICH THEY, PSYCHIATRY PERSONNEL, TRY TO ERADICATE THE TERM VIOLENCE USED FORCE AGAINST PATIENT

PSYCHIATRY -- PSYCH-A-BIT-TRICKIER

I'VE RESISTED PSYCHIATRY NARCOTIC ALL MY LIVER FOR 30 YEARS FROM AGE 30

AND DONE IT SUCCESSFUL

AND FOR A LONG TIME AFTER CTO WAS INVENTOR IN 2010 BY THE LABOUR GOVERNMENT OF GORDON BROWN, IN HIS LITTLE 3 YEAR STINT AFTER SWAPPER FROM TONY BLAIR

INFORMED CONSENT -- MEANS YOU CAN CHOOSE AFTER LEAVING THE HOSPITAL IF YOU WANT TO STAY WITH PSYCHIATRY, AND ALSO IF YOU WANT THEIR NARCOTIC

AND ALSO IT MEANS THEM EXPLAINING THE HARMFUL EFFECTS OF CONFLICTS IF THE NARCOTIC, WHICH THEY DON'T INFORM PROPER

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I REFUSE PSYCHIATRY NARCOTIC AND WITHDRAW INSTANTLY WHEN LEAVING HOSPITAL WITHOUT COMPLICATION SUFFER ON MY OWN -- GET COLD TURKEY YES TRUE

BUTTER GO FOR FREE FALL INSTANT WITHDRAWAL NO MATTER THE PAIN AND FEVER, SWEAT, GOOSE PIMPLE

ICE-CREAM HEADACHES I-SCREAM-HEADACHE

I BEEN IN FORENSIC SHIT AND PICU WARD FOR A LONG TIME

I'VE ONLY DONE 12 TIMES IN 30 YEARS-- NOT MANY

HAD A FEW 5-YEAR OUTPATIENT 2 -- MAXIMUM RECORD LASTER

PICU WARDS USED TO BE CALLED WARD 1. THEY ARE THE INTENSIVE -- WARD 2 ARE THE ACUTES 

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1.. THE CHEMICALS ARE PAINFUL WHEN SHOT UP THE BUM

2.. AND A PAIN FOR THE DURATION

3.. AND A PAIN WHEN COME OFF THEM

THE ONLY PSYCHIATRIST WHO EVER EXPLAIN IT PROPER

ARE

DOCTOR PETER BREGGIN

DOCTOR LOREN MOSHER

DOCTOR THOMAS SZASZ -- HAS A BIG WEBSITE AND CONNECTOR WITH CCHR SCIENTOLOGY

DOCTOR PETER BREGGIN ON YOUTUBE

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AFTER C.T.O. WAS INVENTOR IN 2010 BY THE LABOUR GOVERNMENT OF GORDON BROWN -- EVIL

SINCE 2023, I'VE BECOME TRAPPED BY CTO

IT IS A CONTINUOUS TREATMENT ORDER -- EVIL

YOU CAN'T REFUSE ANYMORE, THEY FINE-TUNED THE SHITTER TO THE POWER OF RECALL

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I'M GETTING SEIZURES FALLING ASLEEP LIKE FAINTING AFTER IN THE DAY

TODAY I FELL ASLEEP LIKE A BRICK FOR AN HOUR AND DIDN'T KNOW WHERE I WERE

BECAUSE OF PSYCHIATRY NARCOTIC I'VE CONTRACTED HEART PROBLEM AND WENT IN FOR MINOR HEART ATTACK WHILE ON THE WARD FOR 3 YEARS

THEY GAVE PILLS FOR HER

AND TOLD TO REST, WHEN THAT WAS THE PROBLEM, THERE WAS NOTHING TO DO THERE

OUTSIDE TIME WAS NONEXISTENT

THE GARDEN NEVER OPEN -- SMALLER

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AFTER LEAVE 3 YEARS OF HOSPITAL IN 2023, I WAS COMMITTED TO THE CTO

CTO UNDERMINE INFORMED CONSENT. THEY (PSYCHIATRY) DON'T GIVE INFORMED CONSENT ANYMORE

THEY (PSYCHIATRY) SIT THERE LAUGHING AT YOU FROM THE CTO EVIL

AFTER THREE 3 YEARS IN THE HOSPITAL, I AM NOW AN OUTPATIENT FOR 2 YEARS

AND MAR 2025, I PUTTER A CHANGE TO ABILIFY (ARIPIPRAZOLE) FIRST MONTHLY AND THEN 2 MONTHS

THE 2 MONTH IS IN A PREPARED WHITE OIL CREAM INJECTION

AND THE 1 MONTH IS IN A COMPLICATED SETTING

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PART 02 OF 02

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I PUT ON WEIGHT TO 105 KILOS AFTER THE LAST FORENSIC HOSPITAL, 3 YEARS OF NOTHING

AND AN EXTRA TWO YEARS DO NONE SUFFER INJECTION

UNTIL SOMETHING SNAPPED AND I WAS GONNA BE DEAD ON INJECTION OR GET UP AND GO

I FOUND I CONTRACTED DIABETES 

SO HEART PROBLEM AND DIABETES

MAKES ME A CANDIDATE FOR PATIENT-UNSUITABLE FOR HOSPITAL ADMISSION SECTION 

AS I CAN'T TOLERATE THE SHIT

I BEEN EXERCISE SINCE NOVEMBER 2025 WINTER AND NOW SUMMER DOING 6 MILES A DAY WALKER

TRYING TO BEAT DIABETES AND HEART PROBLEM

I SET UP ALL MY COMPLEX COMPUTERING AGAIN, AS STOLEN BY THE POLICE CONSTABULARY FORENSIC

GOT NO CONVICTION CHARGES COURT AFTER 3 YEARS DETAIN SECTIONER SHIT

TAKE 4 PILLS A DAY FOR DIABETES

LOST WEIGHT TO 94 KILO, TARGET TO REACH AS RECOMMENDER IS 85 KILO

ALL AROUND MY POT BELLY

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I'M TRAINED IN FIGHTING TAEKWON-DO

AND HAVE FOUGHT (SELF-DEFENSE) THE PMVA TEN-MAN TEAM REPEATEDLY WHILE LOCKED ON A PICU WARD 1 INTENSIVE FOR 2 MONTHS

EVERY TWO WEEKS, TRYING TO GET AN INJECTION ON ME 

AND FAILED HOPELESSLY

UNTIL AFTER 2 MONTHS, THEY TRY TO BARGAIN WITH ME TO ACCEPT IT WITHOUT A FIGHT

WHICH I TOOK ONE AND THEN REFUSED ANY OTHER WHILE ON THE WARD

THEY EVEN MADE ME ACCEPT A PACT THAT I WAS TO TELL THE OTHER PEOPLE THAT THEY GOT AN INJECTION WITHER ME WHEN THEY HADN'T

I'M TOO OLD FOR THAT NOW

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I FOUND WITHOUT INFORMED CONSENT DOING WORK THAT THE BOX PACKAGING 

FOR ABILIFY (ARIPIPRAZOLE) HAS 1000 MG INJECTION ON HER

SO NEVER ACCEPTOR ABILIFY (ARIPIPRAZOLE)  WHATEVER YOU DO REFUSE IT

IT CAUSE SO MANY PROBLEM -- IT'S EVIL MAXIMUM DOSE 

THEY TRY TO TELL EVERYONE LIKES IT BEEN GIVEN TO

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SO THAT MY STORY

I HOPE IT PUTS YOU OFF

CTO IS EVIL -- CONTINUOUS TREATMENT ORDER

THE CTO IS BLOCKING YOUR FREEDOM SECTION 3 BLOCK AND NO INFORMED CONSENT

SIT THERE LAUGHING AT YOU LIKE EVIL PEOPLE

THEY ARE HIDING BEHIND THEIR GOB

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YOU GO TO THE GP TO GET A SICK NOTE TO SIGN OFF AT THE JOB CENTER UNEMPLOYED 

GET PUT IN HOSPITAL 

THINK TREATMENT MEANS YOU'RE GONNA GET SOME KINDNESS, WHICH IS LACKING

CHEMICALS CHEMISTRY HARMONY GONE

CHEMICAL STRAIGHT-JACKET -- CHEMICAL LOBOTOMY

THE PILLS (CHLORPROMAZINE) REPLACED LOBOTOMY IN THE 1950'S OR 1970S

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YOU DO WELL ON THE WARD AND AS A PATIENT, SERVICE TO THE NHS

GET A ROOF OVERHEAD IF YOU'RE LUCKY

AND THE GET TREACHEROUS EVIL CTO THROWN ON YOUR BACK -- PIN YOU DOWN -- TOPPLE YOU OVER

WHILE THEY CLAIM STUPID THINGS LIKE SOME PEOPLE LIKE THE PSYCHIATRY NARCOTIC

AND SWAP SUBJECTOR OPPOSITES -- LIKE WHAT HAVE WE DONE TO HELP YOU

SO SUMMARY 

THE GP IS QUITE GOOD -- SENDING SICK NOTE INTO THE -- LIONS' DEN -- SNAKE PIT

BUTTER THE GP DO PATIENT-UNSUITER AT LEAST UNTIL CTO MAYBE

JOB CENTER ARE QUITE GOOD -- THEY QUOTE "ALL THE BEST ON YOUR NEW JOURNEY" (PSYCHIATRY)

THE PSYCHIATRY AND STAFF ARE NO GOOD

THE SOLICITOR NOWADAYS IS NO GOOD

THE TRIBUNAL AND MANAGER HEARER IS NO GOOD

THE GOVERNMENT IS NO GOOD

YOU ON YOUR OWN UNITY DON'T EXIST, IT'S A DIVIDED COMMUNITY

THEY (PSYCHIATRY) ARE CLAIM TO BE THE NEW PRO COMMUNITY

WHEN IT IS THE PEOPLE THAT MAKE THE COMMUNITY, NOT A LOAD OF CHARLATAN

THEY ARE TYPICAL OF GANGING UP AND HARASSING PEOPLE - GROUP TRIBUNAL AND MEETER

THE PAWNS STAFF FOLLOW ORDERS, AND THEN YOU GET TO MEET THEIR DEALER ORDER OF CHEMICAL PSYCHIATRY

CHECKMATE

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THE DIVINE COMEDY: INFERNO, CANTO I -- BY DANTE ALIGHIERI.TXT

THE DIVINE COMEDY: INFERNO, CANTO I -- BY DANTE ALIGHIERI

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In AD 590, a little over two centuries after Evagrius wrote his list, Pope Gregory I revised this list to form the more common Seven Deadly Sins by folding (sorrow/despair/despondency) into acedia, vainglory into pride, and adding envy. In the order used by Pope Gregory, and repeated by Dante Alighieri (1265-1321), centuries later, in his epic poem The Divine Comedy, the seven deadly sins are as follows:

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Inferno, Canto I

In the epic poem 

The Divine Comedy,

14th-century Italian poet Dante Alighieri leads the reader on an allegorical journey through hell, purgatory, and paradise. In the opening of the poem, Dante finds himself lost in a dark wood, which symbolizes his deviation from righteous living. While attempting to get his bearings, Dante spots a shining hill, which he calls the Mount of Joy. He begins to climb, but beasts, such as the she-wolf of unrestraint and the lion of ambition, block his way. Disheartened, Dante meets his guide Virgil, the 1st-century-BC Roman poet, who explains that to regain his way, Dante must travel with Virgil through hell and purgatory, and, with another guide, visit paradise.

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The Divine Comedy: Inferno, Canto I

By Dante Alighieri

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Midway in our life’s journey, I went astray

from the straight road and woke to find myself

alone in a dark wood. How shall I say

what wood that was! I never saw so drear,

so rank, so arduous a wilderness!

Its very memory gives a shape to fear.

Death could scarce be more bitter than that place!

But since it came to good, I will recount

all that I found revealed there by God’s grace.

How I came to it I cannot rightly say,

so drugged and loose with sleep had I become

when I first wandered there from the True Way.

But at the far end of that valley of evil

whose maze had sapped my very heart with fear

I found myself before a little hill

and lifted up my eyes. Its shoulders glowed

already with the sweet rays of that planet

whose virtue leads men straight on every road,

and the shining strengthened me against the fright

whose agony had wracked the lake of my heart

through all the terrors of that piteous night.

Just as a swimmer, who with his last breath

flounders ashore from perilous seas, might turn

to memorize the wide water of his death –

so did I turn, my soul still fugitive

from death’s surviving image, to stare down

that pass that none had ever left alive.

And there I lay to rest from my heart’s race

till calm and breath returned to me. Then rose

and pushed up that dead slope at such a pace

each footfall rose above the last. And lo!

almost at the beginning of the rise

I faced a spotted Leopard, all tremor and flow

and gaudy pelt. And it would not pass, but stood

so blocking my every turn that time and again

I was on the verge of turning back to the wood.

This fell at the first widening of the dawn

as the sun was climbing Aries with those stars

that rode with him to light the new creation.

Thus the holy hour and the sweet season

of commemoration did much to arm my fear

of that bright murderous beast with their good omen.

Yet not so much but what I shook with dread

at sight of a great Lion that broke upon me

raging with hunger, its enormous head

held high as if to strike a mortal terror

into the very air. And down his track,

a She-Wolf drove upon me, a starved horror

ravening and wasted beyond all belief.

She seemed a rack for avarice, gaunt and craving.

Oh many the souls she has brought to endless grief!

She brought such heaviness upon my spirit

at sight of her savagery and desperation,

I died from every hope of that high summit.

And like a miser – eager in acquisition

but desperate in self-reproach when Fortune’s wheel

turns to the hour of his loss – all tears and attrition

I wavered back; and still the beast pursued,

forcing herself against me bit by bit

till I slid back into the sunless wood.

And as I fell to my soul’s ruin, a presence

gathered before me in the discoloured air,

the figure of one who seemed hoarse from long silence.

At sight of him in that friendless waste I cried:

“Have pity on me, whatever thing you are,

whether shade or living man.” And it replied:

“Not man, though man I once was, and my blood

was Lombard, both my parents Mantuan.

I was born, though late, sub Julio, and bred

in Rome under Augustus in the noon

of the false and lying gods. I was a poet

and sang of old Anchises’ noble son

who came to Rome after the burning of Troy.

But you – why do you return to these distresses

instead of climbing that shining Mount of Joy

which is the seat and first cause of man’s bliss?”

“And are you then that Virgil and that fountain

of purest speech?” My voice grew tremulous:

“Glory and light of poets! Now may that zeal

and love’s apprenticeship that I poured out

in your heroic verses serve me well!

For you are my true master and first author,

the sole maker from whom I drew the breath

of that sweet style whose measures have brought me honour.

See there, immortal sage, the beast I flee.

For my soul’s salvation, I beg you, guard me from her,

for she has struck a mortal tremor through me.”

And he replied, seeing my soul in tears:

“He must go by another way who would escape

this wilderness, for that mad beast that fleers

before you there, suffers no man to pass.

She tracks down all, kills all, and knows no glut,

but, feeding, she grows hungrier than she was.

She mates with any beast, and will mate with more

before the Greyhound comes to hunt her down.

He will not feed on lands nor loot, but honour

and love and wisdom will make straight his way.

He will rise between Feltro and Feltro, and in him

shall be the resurrection and new day

of that sad Italy for which Nisus died,

and Turnus, and Euryalus, and the maid Camilla.

He shall hunt her through every nation of sick pride

till she is driven back forever to Hell

whence Envy first released her on the world.

Therefore, for your own good, I think it well

you follow me and I will be your guide

and lead you forth through an eternal place.

There you shall see the ancient spirits tried

in endless pain, and hear their lamentation

as each bemoans the second death of souls.

Next you shall see upon a burning mountain

souls in fire and yet content in fire,

knowing that whensoever it may be

they yet will mount into the blessed choir.

To which, if it is still your wish to climb,

a worthier spirit shall be sent to guide you.

With her shall I leave you, for the King of Time,

who reigns on high, forbids me to come there

since, living, I rebelled against his law.

He rules the waters and the land and air

and there holds court, his city and his throne.

Oh blessed are they he chooses!” And I to him:

“Poet, by that God to you unknown,

lead me this way. Beyond this present ill

and worse to dread, lead me to Peter’s gate

and be my guide through the sad halls of Hell.“

And he then: “Follow.” And he moved ahead

in silence, and I followed where he led.

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Source: Alighieri, Dante. The Divine Comedy: Inferno. Translated by John Ciardi. 

W. W. Norton & Company, 1970.1

Microsoft Encarta 2001

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Canto I | Inferno by Dante Alighieri as translated by John Ciardi 

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Source: Microsoft Encarta 2001

The Divine Comedy: Inferno, Canto I -- by Dante Alighieri as Translated by John Ciardi

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And here is a Similar translation by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Inferno, Canto I by Dante Alighieri - Academy of American Poets 

https://poets.org/poem/inferno-canto-i

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SONG OF MYSELF -- BY WALT WHITMAN -- STANZAS 6 AND 7

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From 'Song of Myself' in Leaves of Grass 

From Leaves Of Grass

By Walt Whitman -- 1819--1892

Stanzas 6 And 7

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Song of Myself, 6 [A child said, What is the grass?] by Walt Whitman

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A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands;

How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he.

I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven.

Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord,

A scented gift and remembrancer designedly dropt,

Bearing the owner's name someway in the corners, that we may see and remark, and say Whose?

Or I guess the grass is itself a child, the produced babe of the vegetation.

Or I guess it is a uniform hieroglyphic,

And it means, Sprouting alike in broad zones and narrow zones,

Growing among black folks as among white,

Kanuck, Tuckahoe, Congressman, Cuff, I give them the same, I receive them the same.

And now it seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves.

Tenderly will I use you curling grass,

It may be you transpire from the breasts of young men,

It may be you are from old people, or from offspring taken,

It may be if I had known them I would have loved them, soon out of their mothers' laps,

And here you are the mothers' laps.

This grass is very dark to be from the white heads of old mothers,

Darker than the colorless beards of old men,

Dark to come from under the faint red roofs of mouths.

O I perceive after all so many uttering tongues,

And I perceive they do not come from the roofs of mouths for nothing. 

I wish I could translate the hints about the dead young men and women,

And the hints about old men and mothers, and the offspring taken soon out of their laps.

What do you think has become of the young and old men?

And what do you think has become of the women and children?

They are alive and well somewhere,

The smallest sprout shows there is really no death,

And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the end to arrest it,

And ceas'd the moment life appear'd.

All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses,

And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.

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Song of Myself, 7 by Walt Whitman

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Has any one supposed it lucky to be born?

I hasten to inform him or her it is just as lucky to die, and I know it.

I pass death with the dying and birth with the new-wash'd babe, and am not contain'd between my hat and boots,

And peruse manifold objects, no two alike and every one good,

The earth good and the stars good, and their adjuncts all good.

I am not an earth nor an adjunct of an earth,

I am the mate and companion of people, all just as immortal and fathomless as myself,

(They do not know how immortal, but I know.)

Every kind for itself and its own, for me mine male and female,

For me those that have been boys and that love women,

For me the man that is proud and feels how it stings to be slighted,

For me the sweet-heart and the old maid, for me mothers and the mothers of mothers,

For me lips that have smiled, eyes that have shed tears,

For me children and the begetters of children.

Undrape! you are not guilty to me, nor stale nor discarded,

I see through the broadcloth and gingham whether or no,

And am around, tenacious, acquisitive, tireless, and cannot be shaken away.  

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Source: Whitman, Walt. “Song of Myself,” Leaves of Grass. New York:

W.W. Norton & Co.,

1973.3

This poem is in the public domain.

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I got Stanzas 6 and 7 in a file of HTML and came from Microsoft Encarta

On My Github

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From 'Song of Myself' in Leaves of Grass 

https://matthew-lancaster.github.io/Matthew-Lancaster/MATT.LAN.COM/FOLDER_GIVER/COOL/A_FEW_TEXT/SONGOFMYSELF.HTML

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Song of Myself. | Whitman Archive 

https://whitmanarchive.org/item/ppp.01663_01690

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