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						Before the ice is in the pools by Emily Dickinson 
						
						Before the ice is in the pools -- Before the skaters go, Or any check at nightfall Is tarnished by the snow --
  Before the fields have finished, Before the Christmas tree, Wonder upon wonder Will arrive to me!
  What we touch the hems of On a summer's day -- What is only walking Just a bridge away --
  That which sings so -- speaks so -- When there's no one here -- Will the frock I wept in Answer me to wear?						 
						
						
						
						
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