Poems ✍️
  18.05.2025
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Author: Emily Dickinson

I Felt A Cleaving In My Mind

I felt a cleaving in my mind
As if my brain had split;
I tried to match it, seam by seam,
But could not make them fit.

The thought behind I strove to join
Unto the thought before,
But sequence ravelled out of reach
Like balls upon a floor.


  mind fracture confusion sequence

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