Poems ✍️
  23.07.2025
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Author: Walt Whitman

Here The Frailest Leaves Of Me

HERE the frailest leaves of me, and yet my strongest-lasting:
Here I shade and hide my thoughts--I myself do not expose them,
And yet they expose me more than all my other poems.


  vulnerability identity Poetry introspection

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