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Walt Whitman · Leaves of Grass

Poem 333 of 382 · Sands at Seventy

Life and Death

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The two old, simple problems ever intertwined,
Close home, elusive, present, baffled, grappled.
By each successive age insoluble, pass’d on,
To ours to-day--and we pass on the same.

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