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353 A happy lip—breaks sudden— It doesn’t state you how It contemplated—smiling— Just consummated—now— But this one, wears its merriment So patient—like a pain— Fresh gilded—to elude the eyes Unqualified, to scan—
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A happy lip—breaks sudden
353 A happy lip—breaks sudden— It doesn’t state you how It contemplated—smiling— Just consummated—now— But this one, wears its merriment So patient—like a pain— Fresh gilded—to elude the eyes Unqualified, to scan—
Emily Dickinson
1830 - 1886/Female/American