The joy of animals in the middle of demolition

"I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contain'd,
I stand and look at them long and long.

They do not sweat and whine about their condition,
They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins,
They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God..."

(W. Whitman in Song of Myself, no. 32)
Aachen (D)

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