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Walt Whitman
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Word over all, beautiful as the sky,
Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage
must in time be utterly lost,
That the hands of the sisters Death and Night incessantly
softly wash again, and ever again, this soil?d world;
For my enemy is dead, a man divine as myself is dead,
I look where he lies white-faced and still in the coffin ? I draw near,
Bend down, and touch lightly with my lips the white face in the coffin.
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