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I lie in the night air in my red shirt, the pervading hush is for my sake.
Painless after all I lie exhausted but not so unhappy.
White and beautiful are the faces around me, the heads are bared of their fire-caps,
The kneeling crowd fades with the light of the torches.(Line 31-34)
From Song of myself, 第33章
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