Emily Dickinson Poem

A Word dropped careless on a Page

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A Word dropped careless on a Page
May stimulate an eye
When folded in perpetual seam
The Wrinkled Maker lie

Infection in the sentence breeds
We may inhale Despair
At distances of Centuries
From the Malaria –

A word is dead
A winged spark doth soar about

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