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We Like A Hairbreadth scape

Emily Dickinson

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We like a Hairbreadth 'scape
It tingles in the Mind
Far after Act or Accident
Like paragraphs of Wind

If we had ventured less
The Breeze were not so fine
That reaches to our utmost Hair
Its Tentacles divine.

(C) Emily Dickinson
01/01/2000


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