Pansies (Lawrence)/Space

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SPACE
Space, of course, is alivethat's why it moves about;and that's what makes it eternally spacious and unstuffy.
And somewhere it has a wild heartthat sends pulses even through me;and I call it the sun;and I feel aristocratic, noble, when I feel a pulse go through mefrom the wild heart of space, that I call the sun of suns.

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