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WITHIN as in MY REACH
Within my reach!
I could have touched!
I might have chanced that way!
Soft sauntered thro' the village -
Sauntered as soft away!
So unsuspected Violets
Within the meadows go -
Too late for striving fingers
That passed an hour ago!
-- Emily Dickinson #90
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