Somethimes with one I love



Sometimes with one I love I fill myself with rage for fear I effuse unreturned love.
But now I think there is no such thing as unreturned love; the pay is certain
one way or another.
(I loved a certain person ardently and my love was unreturned,
Yet out of my love have I written these songs.)


Walt Whitman
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