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My God-He sees thee-
Shine thy best-
Fling up thy Balls of Gold
Till every Cubit play with thee
And every Crescent hold-
Elate the Acre at his feet-
Upon his Atom swim-
Oh Sun-but just a Second's right
In thy long Race with him!
My God'he Sees Thee'
Emily Dickinson
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