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Emily Dickinson · Poems

Poem 37 of 446 · First Series: Love

The Outlet

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My river runs to thee:
Blue sea, wilt welcome me?

My river waits reply.
Oh sea, look graciously!

I'll fetch thee brooks
From spotted nooks, --

Say, sea,
Take me!

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