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As One does Sickness over
In convalescent Mind,
His scrutiny of Chances
By blessed Health obscured—
As One rewalks a Precipice
And whittles at the Twig
That held Him from Perdition
Sown sidewise in the Crag
A Custom of the Soul
Far after suffering
Identity to question
For evidence't has been—
Emily Dickinson
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