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I inhale great draughs of space.: May 2007
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I inhale great draughs of space. From this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines, going where I list, my own master total and absolute, listening to others, considering well what they say, pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating, gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me. I inhale great draughs of space." From Song of the Open Road, W. Whitman. Thursday, May 31, 2007. わたしの がくせいわ とても brave です。 From one of my first graders journal entries.
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I inhale great draughs of space.: February 2007
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I inhale great draughs of space. From this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines, going where I list, my own master total and absolute, listening to others, considering well what they say, pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating, gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me. I inhale great draughs of space." From Song of the Open Road, W. Whitman. Monday, February 19, 2007. From Dorchester to Chennai (Madras). Originally, she and another grea...
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I inhale great draughs of space.: October 2006
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I inhale great draughs of space. From this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines, going where I list, my own master total and absolute, listening to others, considering well what they say, pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating, gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me. I inhale great draughs of space." From Song of the Open Road, W. Whitman. Monday, October 30, 2006. Feel the beat from the tambourine. So now there are suicides. We may n...
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I inhale great draughs of space.: April 2007
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I inhale great draughs of space. From this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines, going where I list, my own master total and absolute, listening to others, considering well what they say, pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating, gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me. I inhale great draughs of space." From Song of the Open Road, W. Whitman. Thursday, April 26, 2007. Smells like the Cape, only better. That's the ocean out there. This li...