Did I disappoint you?
JLR
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It's hard for me to post with my naked soul on my hand, but I feel I have to do it. This is a little something I wrote, and is dedicated to you all fellow strutters:SOMETHING startles me where I thought I was safest; I withdraw from the still woods I loved; I will not go now on the pastures to walk; I will not strip the clothes from my body to meet my lover the sea; I will not touch my flesh to the earth, as to other flesh, to renew me. O how can it be that the ground does not sicken? How can you be alive, you growths of spring? How can you furnish health, you blood of herbs, roots, orchards, grain? Are they not continually putting distemper???d corpses within you? Is not every continent work???d over and over with sour dead? Where have you disposed of their carcasses? Those drunkards and gluttons of so many generations; Where have you drawn off all the foul liquid and meat? I do not see any of it upon you to-day???or perhaps I am deceiv???d; I will run a furrow with my plough???I will press my spade through the sod, and turn it up underneath;I am sure I shall expose some of the foul meat. 
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You have some Lautreamont in you.
Major influence on psych texts?