The Journey Begins

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1. I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
   And what I assume you shall assume,
   For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.

   I am of old and young, of the foolish as much as the wise,
   Regardless of others, ever regardful of others,
   Maternal as well as paternal, a child as well as a man,
   Stuff’d with the stuff that is coarse and stuff’d with the stuff that is fine…

   ― Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass

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