Without This—there Is Nought Poem by Emily Dickinson
Without This—there Is Nought
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Without this—there is nought—
All other Riches be
As is the Twitter of a Bird—
Heard opposite the Sea—
I could not care—to gain
A lesser than the Whole—
For did not this include themself—
As Seams—include the Ball?
I wished a way might be
My Heart to subdivide—
'Twould magnify—the Gratitude—
And not reduce—the Gold—
........very nice ★ Without this—there is nought— All other Riches be As is the Twitter of a Bird— Heard opposite the Sea—
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9/13/2024 8:05:45 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Such an honest soul to see and worry over this