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whitman found something that changed both his life and his poetry. it was 'a heap of amputated feet, legs, arms, hands, &c., a full load for a one-horse cart...human fragments, cut, bloody, black and blue, swelled and sickening', and nearby, "several dead bodies . . . each cover'd with its brown woolen
the daybreak': a sight in camp in the daybreak gray and dim, as from my tent i emerge so early sleepless, as slow i walk in the cool fresh air the path near by the hospital tent, three forms i see on stretchers lying, brought out there untended lying, over each the blanket spread, ample brownish woolen...
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