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Benutty
Whitman:
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 . . .
It is hard to say who or what I am. I am best described by my actions, those things I do and say that provide proof of the love I have for my dearest friends and my loving family. As much as I hate everyone I know, they couldn’t be more important to me than water is to grass. And for.becauseof.with. them all I am me.
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