From My Last Years By Walt Whitman

From My Last Years

FROM my last years, last thoughts I here bequeath,
Scatter’d and dropt, in seeds, and wafted to the West,
Through moisture of Ohio, prairie soil of Illinois–through Colorado,
California air,
For Time to germinate fully.

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