My Cocoon tightens -- Colors tease -- by Emily Dickinson
My Cocoon tightens -- Colors tease -- I'm feeling for the Air -- A dim capacity for Wings Demeans the Dress I wear --
A power of Butterfly must be -- The Aptitude to fly Meadows of Majesty implies And easy Sweeps of Sky --
So I must baffle at the Hint And cipher at the Sign And make much blunder, if at least I take the clue divine --
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