Delight—becomes pictorial
Emily Dickinson
572 Delight—becomes pictorial— When viewed through Pain— More fair—because impossible Than any gain— The Mountain—at a given distance— In Amber—lies— Approached—the Amber flits—a little— And That’s—the Skies—
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