After years of periodic, half-assed YouTube searches, I've finally found it:
Here's hoping it remains there until the end of time.
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About Me
- Jen K.
- Brooklyn, New York, United States
- Walt Whitman (1819–1892). Leaves of Grass. 1900. From this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines, Going where I list, my own master total and absolute, Listening to others, considering well what they say, Pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating, Gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me. I inhale great draughts of space, The east and the west are mine, and the north and the south are mine. I am larger, better than I thought, I did not know I held so much goodness.
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