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When I Listened to the Learn’d Breeze

When I listened to the learn’d breeze;

When my antennae, the hairs, sway-fell against the skin;

When I was shown how miniscule is the breath, bound to land, divided by the air;

When I, laying, listened to the learned breeze on tips of grass shaded by the moon,

How soon, wayward, I became light and spiring;

Till catching break of air, I drifted off from self,

In prodigal-pulse’d sky, and with rise of breath,

Wave’d in feather’d touching of the stars.

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