there comes a time where we must
wash the gum from our eyes
and dress ourselves for the dazzle of the light.
long have you timidly waded
holding a plank by the shore
now i will you to be a bold swimmer
to jump off into the midst of the sea
rise again, nod to me, shout !
and laughingly dash with your hair.
- walt whitman
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