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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

I’ve Seen a Dying Eye

547
 
I’ve seen a Dying Eye
Run round and round a Room—
In search of Something—as it seemed—
Then Cloudier become—
And then—obscure with Fog—
And then—be soldered down
Without disclosing what it be
’Twere blessed to have seen—

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