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Trippers and askers surround me,
People I meet...the effect upon me of my early life...of the ward and city I live in...of the nation,
The latest news...discoveries, inventions, societies...authors old and new,
My dinner, dress, associates, looks, compliments, dues,
The real or fancied indifference of some man or woman I love,
The sickness of one of my folks...or of myself...or ill-doing...or loss or lack of money...or depressions or exaltations,
They come to me days and nights and go from me again,
But they are not the Me myself.
-Walt Whitman, from Song of Myself
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