Perhaps I Asked Too Large
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Perhaps I asked too large-
I take-no less than skies-
For Earths, grow thick as
Berries, in my native town-
My Basked holds-just-Firmaments-
Those-dangle easy-on my arm,
But smaller bundles-Cram.
Emily Dickinson
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