Poem of the day
Split the Lark—and you'll find the Music
by Emily Dickinson
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Split the Lark—and you'll find the Music—
Bulb after Bulb, in Silver rolled—
Scantilly dealt to the Summer Morning
Saved for your Ear when Lutes be old.
Loose the Flood—you shall find it patent—
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To be free it is not enough to beat the system, one must beat the system every day.
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