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Who am I?

 My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I reach my hands and play with pebbles of destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs reading "Keep Off.
" My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive in the universe.

Poem by Carl Sandburg
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