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Desire

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Who never wanted, -- maddest joy
Remains to him unknown:
The banquet of abstemiousness
Surpasses that of wine.

Within its hope, though yet ungrasped
Desire's perfect goal,
No nearer, lest reality
Should disenthrall thy soul.

(C) Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
03/10/2020


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