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I breathed enough to take the Trick-
And now, removed from Air-
I simulate the Breath, so well-
That One, to be quite sure-
The Lungs are stirless-must descend
Among the Cunning Cells-
And touch the Pantomine-Himself,
How numb, the Bellows feels!
I Breathed Enough To Take The Trick
Emily Dickinson
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