The Powerful Play Abruptly Ended

The words of Whitman

Never sounded quite as sweet

As when they fell from the lips

Of a Lost Boy who forgot

That he promised to never grow up.

Second start to the right,

Oh Captain my Captain,

And straight on ’till morning.

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