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The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson by Emily Dickinson
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He was my host—he was my guest,
I never to this day
If I invited him could tell,
Or he invited me.

So infinite our *******
So intimate, indeed,
Analysis as capsule seemed
To keeper of the seed.
Book: The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson by Emily Dickinson
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