WHEN I READ THE BOOK When I read the book the biography famous And is this then said I what the author calls a man’s life And so will someone when I am dead and gone write my life As if any man really knew aught of my life Why even I myself I often think know little or nothing of my real life Only a few hints a few diffused faint clews and indirections I seek for my own use to trace out here From Inscriptions Leaves of Grass
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