A MASK—a perpetual natural disguiser of herself, 
Concealing her face, concealing her form, 
Changes and transformations every hour, every moment, 
Falling upon her even when she sleeps.

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Poet: Walt Whitman
Poem: 16. Visor’d.
Volume: Leaves of Grass
- 1. Inscriptions
Year: Published/Written in 1900
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