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He was my host-he was my guest,
I never to this day
If I invited him could tell,
Or he invited me.
So infinite our intercourse
So intimate, indeed,
Analysis as capsule seemed
To keeper of the seed.
He Was My Host'he Was My Guest
Emily Dickinson
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