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 I held a Jewel in my fingers by Emily Dickinson 
						I held a Jewel in my fingers --And went to sleep --
 The day was warm, and winds were prosy --
 I said "'Twill keep" --
 
 I woke -- and chid my honest fingers,
 The Gem was gone --
 And now, an Amethyst remembrance
 Is all I own --
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