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The Blunder is in estimate.
Eternity is there
We say, as of a Station-
Meanwhile he is so near
He joins me in my Ramble-
Divides abode with me-
No Friend have I that so persists
As this Eternity.
The Blunder Is In Estimate
Emily Dickinson
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