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The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson by Emily Dickinson
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I found the words to every thought
I ever had—but One—
And that—defies me—
As a Hand did try to chalk the Sun

To Races—nurtured in the Dark—
How would your own—begin?
Can Blaze be shown in Cochineal—
Or Noon—in Mazarin?
Book: The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson by Emily Dickinson
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