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Emily Dickinson - Is Bliss then, such Abyss
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Is Bliss then, such Abyss,
I must not put my foot amiss
For fear I spoil my shoe?

I`d rather suit my foot
Than save my Boot—
For yet to buy another Pair
Is possible,
At any store—

But Bliss, is sold just once.
The Patent lost
None buy it any more—
Say, Foot, decide the point—
The Lady cross, or not?
Verdict for Boot!
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