I saw that the Flake was on it
Emily Dickinson
1267 I saw that the Flake was on it But plotted with Time to dispute— “Unchanged” I urged with a candor That cost me my honest Heart— But “you”—she returned with valor Sagacious of my mistake “Have altered—Accept the pillage For the progress’ sake”—
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