Emily Dickinson Poem

Art thou the thing I wanted?

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Art thou the thing I wanted?
Begone – my Tooth has grown –
Supply the minor Palate
That has not starved so long –
I tell thee while I waited
The mystery of Food
Increased till I abjured it
And dine without
Like God –

/ The mystery of Food
Increased till I abjured it
Subsisting now like God –

As from the Earth the light Balloon
Arrows enamored of his Heart

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