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Emily Dickinson - I held a Jewel in my fingers
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I held a Jewel in my fingers—
And went to sleep—
The day was warm, and winds were prosy—
I said "`Twill keep"—

I woke—and chid my honest fingers,
The Gem was gone—
And now, an Amethyst remembrance
Is all I own—
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