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Mine Enemy is growing old-
I have at last Revenge-
The Palate of the Hate departs-
If any would avenge
Let him be quick-the Viand flits-
It is a faded Meat-
Anger as soon as fed is dead-
'Tis starving makes it fat-
Mine Enemy Is Growing Old'
Emily Dickinson
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