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TWILIGHT.1

THE soft voluptuous opiate-shades, The sun just gone, the eager light dispelled—(I too 
  will soon be gone, dispelled),
A haze—nirvana—rest and night—oblivion. Walt Whitman.

Notes

1. Reprinted in the "Sands at Seventy" annex to Leaves of Grass (1888). [back]

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