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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

Life LIV. Experiment to me (1073)

Part One: Life
 
                    LIV
 
EXPERIMENT to me
Is every one I meet.
If it contain a kernel?
The figure of a nut
 
Presents upon a tree,
Equally plausibly;
But meat within is requisite,
To squirrels and to me.

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