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Monday, November 20, 2017

blue sea

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!

- -
Emily Dickinson

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