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We do not know the time we lose-
The awful moment is
And takes its fundamental place
Among the certainties-
A firm appearance still inflates
The card-the chance-the friend-
The spectre of solidities
Whose substances are sand-
We Do Not Know The Time We Lose'
Emily Dickinson
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