Leaves of Grass (1871-72)

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O YOU WHOM I OFTEN AND SILENTLY COME.

O YOU whom I often and silently come where you are,
         that I may be with you;
As I walk by your side, or sit near, or remain in the
         same room with you,
Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your
         sake is playing within me.
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