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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

I had not minded—Walls—

I had not minded—Walls—
Were Universe—one Rock—
And far I heard his silver Call
The other side the Block—
 
I’d tunnel—till my Groove
Pushed sudden thro’ to his—
Then my face take her Recompense—
The looking in his Eyes—
 
But ’tis a single Hair—
A filament—a law—
A Cobweb—wove in Adamant—
A Battlement—of Straw—
 
A limit like the Veil
Unto the Lady’s face—
But every Mesh—a Citadel—
And Dragons—in the Crease—

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