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Is Bliss then, such Abyss,
I must not put my foot amiss
For fear I spoil my shoe?
I'd rather suit my foot
Than save my Boot-
For yet to buy another Pair
Is possible,
At any store-
But Bliss, is sold just once.
The Patent lost
None buy it any more-
Say, Foot, decide the point-
The Lady cross, or not?
Verdict for Boot!
Is Bliss Then, Such Abyss
Emily Dickinson
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Poem topics: fear, lost, decide, lady, point, save, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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