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"I celebrate myself, and sing myself,/And what I assume you shall assume,/For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.//I loafe and invite my soul,/I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass."
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A moonflower, possibly? I am growing some myself, but they have yet to flower. They're sort of inverted morning glories, blooming in the evening—and white.
I'm being followed by a moonflower...
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