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To me, every hour of the light and dark is a miracle, every inch of space is a miracle, every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread with the same, every cubic foot of the interior swarms with the same; every spear of grass--the frames, limbs, organs, of men and women, and all that concerns them, all these to me are unspeakably perfect miracles. to me the sea is a continual miracle; the fishes that swim - the rocks -the motion of the waves - the ships, with men in them, what stranger miracles are there?

—from by Walt Whitman, a book by Leaves of Grass

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