Poems ✍️
  29.07.2025
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Author: Walt Whitman

Hast Never Come To Thee An Hour

HAST never come to thee an hour,
A sudden gleam divine, precipitating, bursting all these bubbles,
fashions, wealth?
These eager business aims--books, politics, art, amours,
To utter nothingness?


  awakening emptiness Materialism transcendence

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