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Delicate Cluster

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Delicate cluster! flag of teeming life!

Covering all my lands — all my seashores lining!

Flag of death! (how I watch’d you through the smoke of battle pressing!

How I heard you flap and rustle, cloth defiant!)

Flag cerulean — sunny flag, with the orbs of night dappled!

Ah my silvery beauty — ah my woolly white and crimson!

Ah to sing the song of you, my matron mighty!

My sacred one, my mother.

The Complete Works of Walt Whitman

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