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 We thirst at first -- 'tis Nature's Act -- by Emily Dickinson 
						We thirst at first -- 'tis Nature's Act --And later -- when we die --
 A little Water supplicate --
 Of fingers going by --
 
 It intimates the finer want --
 Whose adequate supply
 Is that Great Water in the West --
 Termed Immortality --
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