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My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of universal
life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I,
Reach my hands and play with pebbles of destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvellous rebellion of man at all signs,
Reading "Keep Off."
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive,
In the universe.
Carl Sandburg
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