Poems ✍️
  16.05.2025
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Author: Emily Dickinson

Bound&Mdash;A Trouble

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Bound—a trouble—
And lives can bear it!
Limit—how deep a bleeding go!
So—many—drops—of vital scarlet—
Deal with the soul
As with Algebra!

Tell it the Ages—to a cypher—
And it will ache—contented—on—
Sing—at its pain—as any Workman—
Notching the fall of the Even Sun!


  endurance suffering resilience Time

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