Poems in this topic
Life and Existence
Emily Dickinson
My best Acquaintances are those
My best Acquaintances are those
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My best Acquaintances are those
With Whom I spoke no Word-
The Stars that stated come to Town
Esteemed Me never rude
Although to their Celestial Call
I failed to make reply-
My constant-reverential Face
Sufficient Courtesy.
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My best Acquaintances are those
With Whom I spoke no Word-
The Stars that stated come to Town
Esteemed Me never rude
Although to their Celestial Call
I failed to make reply-
My constant-reverential Face
Sufficient Courtesy.
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Emily Dickinson
Much Madness is divinest Sense
Much Madness is divinest Sense
Much Madness is divinest Sense -
To a discerning Eye -
Much Sense - the starkest Madness `
Tis the Majority
In this, as All, prevail -
Assent - and you are sane -
Demur - you`re straightaway dangerous -
And handled with a Chain -
Much Madness is divinest Sense -
To a discerning Eye -
Much Sense - the starkest Madness `
Tis the Majority
In this, as All, prevail -
Assent - and you are sane -
Demur - you`re straightaway dangerous -
And handled with a Chain -
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Emily Dickinson
Mine—by the Right of the White Election!
Mine—by the Right of the White Election!
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Mine—by the Right of the White Election!
Mine—by the Royal Seal!
Mine—by the Sign in the Scarlet prison—
Bars—cannot conceal!
Mine—here—in Vision—and in Veto!
Mine—by the Grave's Repeal—
Tilted—Confirmed—
Delirious Charter!
Mine—long as Ages steal!
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Mine—by the Right of the White Election!
Mine—by the Royal Seal!
Mine—by the Sign in the Scarlet prison—
Bars—cannot conceal!
Mine—here—in Vision—and in Veto!
Mine—by the Grave's Repeal—
Tilted—Confirmed—
Delirious Charter!
Mine—long as Ages steal!
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Emily Dickinson
Mine—by the Right of the White Election!
Mine—by the Right of the White Election!
528
Mine—by the Right of the White Election!
Mine—by the Royal Seal!
Mine—by the Sign in the Scarlet prison—
Bars—cannot conceal!
Mine—here—in Vision—and in Veto!
Mine—by the Grave's Repeal—
Tilted—Confirmed—
Delirious Charter!
Mine—long as Ages steal!
528
Mine—by the Right of the White Election!
Mine—by the Royal Seal!
Mine—by the Sign in the Scarlet prison—
Bars—cannot conceal!
Mine—here—in Vision—and in Veto!
Mine—by the Grave's Repeal—
Tilted—Confirmed—
Delirious Charter!
Mine—long as Ages steal!
335
Emily Dickinson
Me, change! Me, alter!
Me, change! Me, alter!
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Me, change! Me, alter!
Then I will, when on the Everlasting Hill
A Smaller Purple grows-
At sunset, or a lesser glow
Flickers upon Cordillera-
At Day's superior close!
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Me, change! Me, alter!
Then I will, when on the Everlasting Hill
A Smaller Purple grows-
At sunset, or a lesser glow
Flickers upon Cordillera-
At Day's superior close!
303
Emily Dickinson
Me prove it now—Whoever doubt
Me prove it now—Whoever doubt
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Me prove it now—Whoever doubt
Me stop to prove it—now—
Make haste—the Scruple! Death be scant
For Opportunity—
The River reaches to my feet—
As yet—My Heart be dry—
Oh Lover—Life could not convince—
Might Death—enable Thee—
The River reaches to My Breast—
Still—still—My Hands above
Proclaim with their remaining Might—
Dost recognize the Love?
The River reaches to my Mouth—
Remember—when the Sea
Swept by my searching eyes—the last—
Themselves were quick—with Thee!
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Me prove it now—Whoever doubt
Me stop to prove it—now—
Make haste—the Scruple! Death be scant
For Opportunity—
The River reaches to my feet—
As yet—My Heart be dry—
Oh Lover—Life could not convince—
Might Death—enable Thee—
The River reaches to My Breast—
Still—still—My Hands above
Proclaim with their remaining Might—
Dost recognize the Love?
The River reaches to my Mouth—
Remember—when the Sea
Swept by my searching eyes—the last—
Themselves were quick—with Thee!
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Emily Dickinson
Low at my problem bending
Low at my problem bending
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Low at my problem bending,
Another problem comes-
Larger than mine-Serener-
Involving statelier sums.
I check my busy pencil,
My figures file away.
Wherefore, my baffled fingers
They perplexity?
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Low at my problem bending,
Another problem comes-
Larger than mine-Serener-
Involving statelier sums.
I check my busy pencil,
My figures file away.
Wherefore, my baffled fingers
They perplexity?
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Emily Dickinson
Low at my problem bending
Low at my problem bending
69
Low at my problem bending,
Another problem comes-
Larger than mine-Serener-
Involving statelier sums.
I check my busy pencil,
My figures file away.
Wherefore, my baffled fingers
They perplexity?
69
Low at my problem bending,
Another problem comes-
Larger than mine-Serener-
Involving statelier sums.
I check my busy pencil,
My figures file away.
Wherefore, my baffled fingers
They perplexity?
281
Emily Dickinson
Love-thou art high
Love-thou art high
453
Love-thou art high-
I cannot climb thee-
But, were it Two-
Who know but we-
Taking turns-at the ChimborazoDucal-
at last-stand up by thee
Love-thou are deep-
I cannot cross thee-
But, were there Two
Instead of One-
Rower, and Yacht-some sovereign Summer-
Who knows-but we'd reach the Sun?
Love-thou are Veiled-
A few-behold theeSmile-
and alter-and prattle-and dieBliss-
were an Oddity-without thee-
Nicknamed by God-
Eternity-
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Love-thou art high-
I cannot climb thee-
But, were it Two-
Who know but we-
Taking turns-at the ChimborazoDucal-
at last-stand up by thee
Love-thou are deep-
I cannot cross thee-
But, were there Two
Instead of One-
Rower, and Yacht-some sovereign Summer-
Who knows-but we'd reach the Sun?
Love-thou are Veiled-
A few-behold theeSmile-
and alter-and prattle-and dieBliss-
were an Oddity-without thee-
Nicknamed by God-
Eternity-
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Emily Dickinson
Love—is that Later Thing than Death
Love—is that Later Thing than Death
Love—is that later Thing than Death—
More previous—than Life—
Confirms it at its entrance—And
Usurps it—of itself—
Tastes Death—the first—to hand the sting
The Second—to its friend—
Disarms the little interval—
Deposits Him with God—
Then hovers—an inferior Guard—
Lest this Beloved Charge
Need—once in an Eternity—
A smaller than the Large—
Love—is that later Thing than Death—
More previous—than Life—
Confirms it at its entrance—And
Usurps it—of itself—
Tastes Death—the first—to hand the sting
The Second—to its friend—
Disarms the little interval—
Deposits Him with God—
Then hovers—an inferior Guard—
Lest this Beloved Charge
Need—once in an Eternity—
A smaller than the Large—
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Emily Dickinson
Love—is that Later Thing than Death
Love—is that Later Thing than Death
Love—is that later Thing than Death—
More previous—than Life—
Confirms it at its entrance—And
Usurps it—of itself—
Tastes Death—the first—to hand the sting
The Second—to its friend—
Disarms the little interval—
Deposits Him with God—
Then hovers—an inferior Guard—
Lest this Beloved Charge
Need—once in an Eternity—
A smaller than the Large—
Love—is that later Thing than Death—
More previous—than Life—
Confirms it at its entrance—And
Usurps it—of itself—
Tastes Death—the first—to hand the sting
The Second—to its friend—
Disarms the little interval—
Deposits Him with God—
Then hovers—an inferior Guard—
Lest this Beloved Charge
Need—once in an Eternity—
A smaller than the Large—
245
Emily Dickinson
Like Some Old fashioned Miracle
Like Some Old fashioned Miracle
302
Like Some Old fashioned Miracle
When Summertime is done-
Seems Summer's Recollection
And the Affairs of June
As infinite Tradition
As Cinderella's Bays-
Or Little John-of Lincoln Green-
Or Blue Beard's Galleries-
Her Bees have a fictitious Hum-
Her Blossoms, like a Dream-
Elate us-till we almost weep-
So plausible-they seem-
Her Memories like Strains-Review-
When Orchestra is dumb-
The Violin in Baize replaced-
And Ear-and Heaven-numb-
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Like Some Old fashioned Miracle
When Summertime is done-
Seems Summer's Recollection
And the Affairs of June
As infinite Tradition
As Cinderella's Bays-
Or Little John-of Lincoln Green-
Or Blue Beard's Galleries-
Her Bees have a fictitious Hum-
Her Blossoms, like a Dream-
Elate us-till we almost weep-
So plausible-they seem-
Her Memories like Strains-Review-
When Orchestra is dumb-
The Violin in Baize replaced-
And Ear-and Heaven-numb-
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Emily Dickinson
Like her the Saints retire
Like her the Saints retire
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Like her the Saints retire,
In their Chapeaux of fire,
Martial as she!
Like her the Evenings steal
Purple and Cochineal
After the Day!
"Departed"-both-they say!
i.e. gathered away,
Not found,
Argues the Aster still-
Reasons the Daffodil
Profound!
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Like her the Saints retire,
In their Chapeaux of fire,
Martial as she!
Like her the Evenings steal
Purple and Cochineal
After the Day!
"Departed"-both-they say!
i.e. gathered away,
Not found,
Argues the Aster still-
Reasons the Daffodil
Profound!
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Emily Dickinson
Like her the Saints retire
Like her the Saints retire
60
Like her the Saints retire,
In their Chapeaux of fire,
Martial as she!
Like her the Evenings steal
Purple and Cochineal
After the Day!
"Departed"-both-they say!
i.e. gathered away,
Not found,
Argues the Aster still-
Reasons the Daffodil
Profound!
60
Like her the Saints retire,
In their Chapeaux of fire,
Martial as she!
Like her the Evenings steal
Purple and Cochineal
After the Day!
"Departed"-both-they say!
i.e. gathered away,
Not found,
Argues the Aster still-
Reasons the Daffodil
Profound!
234
Emily Dickinson
Life—is what we make of it
Life—is what we make of it
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Life—is what we make of it—
Death—we do not know—
Christ's acquaintance with Him
Justify Him—though—
He—would trust no stranger—
Other—could betray—
Just His own endorsement—
That—sufficeth Me—
All the other Distance
He hath traversed first—
No New Mile remaineth—
Far as Paradise—
His sure foot preceding—
Tender Pioneer—
Base must be the Coward
Dare not venture—now—
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Life—is what we make of it—
Death—we do not know—
Christ's acquaintance with Him
Justify Him—though—
He—would trust no stranger—
Other—could betray—
Just His own endorsement—
That—sufficeth Me—
All the other Distance
He hath traversed first—
No New Mile remaineth—
Far as Paradise—
His sure foot preceding—
Tender Pioneer—
Base must be the Coward
Dare not venture—now—
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Emily Dickinson
Just lost, when I was saved!
Just lost, when I was saved!
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Just lost, when I was saved!
Just felt the world go by!
Just girt me for the onset with Eternity,
When breath blew back,
And on the other side
I heard recede the disappointed tide!
Therefore, as One returned, I feel
Odd secrets of the line to tell!
Some Sailor, skirting foreign shores-
Some pale Reporter, from the awful doors
Before the Seal!
Next time, to stay!
Next time, the things to see
By Ear unheard,
Unscrutinized by Eye-
Next time, to tarry,
While the Ages steal-
Slow tramp the Centuries,
And the Cycles wheel!
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Just lost, when I was saved!
Just felt the world go by!
Just girt me for the onset with Eternity,
When breath blew back,
And on the other side
I heard recede the disappointed tide!
Therefore, as One returned, I feel
Odd secrets of the line to tell!
Some Sailor, skirting foreign shores-
Some pale Reporter, from the awful doors
Before the Seal!
Next time, to stay!
Next time, the things to see
By Ear unheard,
Unscrutinized by Eye-
Next time, to tarry,
While the Ages steal-
Slow tramp the Centuries,
And the Cycles wheel!
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Emily Dickinson
Just lost, when I was saved!
Just lost, when I was saved!
160
Just lost, when I was saved!
Just felt the world go by!
Just girt me for the onset with Eternity,
When breath blew back,
And on the other side
I heard recede the disappointed tide!
Therefore, as One returned, I feel
Odd secrets of the line to tell!
Some Sailor, skirting foreign shores-
Some pale Reporter, from the awful doors
Before the Seal!
Next time, to stay!
Next time, the things to see
By Ear unheard,
Unscrutinized by Eye-
Next time, to tarry,
While the Ages steal-
Slow tramp the Centuries,
And the Cycles wheel!
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Just lost, when I was saved!
Just felt the world go by!
Just girt me for the onset with Eternity,
When breath blew back,
And on the other side
I heard recede the disappointed tide!
Therefore, as One returned, I feel
Odd secrets of the line to tell!
Some Sailor, skirting foreign shores-
Some pale Reporter, from the awful doors
Before the Seal!
Next time, to stay!
Next time, the things to see
By Ear unheard,
Unscrutinized by Eye-
Next time, to tarry,
While the Ages steal-
Slow tramp the Centuries,
And the Cycles wheel!
346
Emily Dickinson
Just lost, when I was saved!
Just lost, when I was saved!
160
Just lost, when I was saved!
Just felt the world go by!
Just girt me for the onset with Eternity,
When breath blew back,
And on the other side
I heard recede the disappointed tide!
Therefore, as One returned, I feel
Odd secrets of the line to tell!
Some Sailor, skirting foreign shores-
Some pale Reporter, from the awful doors
Before the Seal!
Next time, to stay!
Next time, the things to see
By Ear unheard,
Unscrutinized by Eye-
Next time, to tarry,
While the Ages steal-
Slow tramp the Centuries,
And the Cycles wheel!
160
Just lost, when I was saved!
Just felt the world go by!
Just girt me for the onset with Eternity,
When breath blew back,
And on the other side
I heard recede the disappointed tide!
Therefore, as One returned, I feel
Odd secrets of the line to tell!
Some Sailor, skirting foreign shores-
Some pale Reporter, from the awful doors
Before the Seal!
Next time, to stay!
Next time, the things to see
By Ear unheard,
Unscrutinized by Eye-
Next time, to tarry,
While the Ages steal-
Slow tramp the Centuries,
And the Cycles wheel!
346
Emily Dickinson
Just lost, when I was saved!
Just lost, when I was saved!
160
Just lost, when I was saved!
Just felt the world go by!
Just girt me for the onset with Eternity,
When breath blew back,
And on the other side
I heard recede the disappointed tide!
Therefore, as One returned, I feel
Odd secrets of the line to tell!
Some Sailor, skirting foreign shores-
Some pale Reporter, from the awful doors
Before the Seal!
Next time, to stay!
Next time, the things to see
By Ear unheard,
Unscrutinized by Eye-
Next time, to tarry,
While the Ages steal-
Slow tramp the Centuries,
And the Cycles wheel!
160
Just lost, when I was saved!
Just felt the world go by!
Just girt me for the onset with Eternity,
When breath blew back,
And on the other side
I heard recede the disappointed tide!
Therefore, as One returned, I feel
Odd secrets of the line to tell!
Some Sailor, skirting foreign shores-
Some pale Reporter, from the awful doors
Before the Seal!
Next time, to stay!
Next time, the things to see
By Ear unheard,
Unscrutinized by Eye-
Next time, to tarry,
While the Ages steal-
Slow tramp the Centuries,
And the Cycles wheel!
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Emily Dickinson
Knows how to forget!
Knows how to forget!
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Knows how to forget!
But could It teach it?
Easiest of Arts, they say
When one learn how
Dull Hearts have died
In the Acquisition
Sacrificed for Science
Is common, though, now-
I went to School
But was not wiser
Globe did not teach it
Nor Logarithm Show
"How to forget"!
Say-some-Philosopher!
Ah, to be erudite
Enough to know!
Is it in a Book?
So, I could buy it-
Is it like a Planet?
Telescopes would know-
If it be invention
It must have a Patent.
Rabbi of the Wise Book
Don't you know?
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Knows how to forget!
But could It teach it?
Easiest of Arts, they say
When one learn how
Dull Hearts have died
In the Acquisition
Sacrificed for Science
Is common, though, now-
I went to School
But was not wiser
Globe did not teach it
Nor Logarithm Show
"How to forget"!
Say-some-Philosopher!
Ah, to be erudite
Enough to know!
Is it in a Book?
So, I could buy it-
Is it like a Planet?
Telescopes would know-
If it be invention
It must have a Patent.
Rabbi of the Wise Book
Don't you know?
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Emily Dickinson
Knows how to forget!
Knows how to forget!
433
Knows how to forget!
But could It teach it?
Easiest of Arts, they say
When one learn how
Dull Hearts have died
In the Acquisition
Sacrificed for Science
Is common, though, now-
I went to School
But was not wiser
Globe did not teach it
Nor Logarithm Show
"How to forget"!
Say-some-Philosopher!
Ah, to be erudite
Enough to know!
Is it in a Book?
So, I could buy it-
Is it like a Planet?
Telescopes would know-
If it be invention
It must have a Patent.
Rabbi of the Wise Book
Don't you know?
433
Knows how to forget!
But could It teach it?
Easiest of Arts, they say
When one learn how
Dull Hearts have died
In the Acquisition
Sacrificed for Science
Is common, though, now-
I went to School
But was not wiser
Globe did not teach it
Nor Logarithm Show
"How to forget"!
Say-some-Philosopher!
Ah, to be erudite
Enough to know!
Is it in a Book?
So, I could buy it-
Is it like a Planet?
Telescopes would know-
If it be invention
It must have a Patent.
Rabbi of the Wise Book
Don't you know?
330
Emily Dickinson
I've seen a Dying Eye
I've seen a Dying Eye
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I've seen a Dying Eye
Run round and round a Room-
In search of Something-as it seemed-
Then Cloudier become-
And then-obscure with Fog-
And then-be soldered down
Without disclosing what it be
'Twere blessed to have seen-
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I've seen a Dying Eye
Run round and round a Room-
In search of Something-as it seemed-
Then Cloudier become-
And then-obscure with Fog-
And then-be soldered down
Without disclosing what it be
'Twere blessed to have seen-
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Emily Dickinson
Joy to have merited the Pain
Joy to have merited the Pain
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Joy to have merited the Pain-
To merit the Release-
Joy to have perished every step-
To Compass Paradise
Pardon-to look upon thy face-
With these old fashioned Eyes-
Better than new-could be-for that-
Though bought in Paradise-
Because they looked on thee before-
And thou hast looked on them-
Prove Me-My Hazel Witnesses
The features are the same-
So fleet thou wert, when present-
So infinite-when gone-
An Orient's Apparition-
Remanded of the Morn-
The Height I recollect'
Twas even with the Hills-
The Depth upon my Soul was notched-
As Floods-on Whites of Wheels-
To Haunt-till Time have dropped
His last Decade away,
And Haunting actualize-to last
At least-Eternity-
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Joy to have merited the Pain-
To merit the Release-
Joy to have perished every step-
To Compass Paradise
Pardon-to look upon thy face-
With these old fashioned Eyes-
Better than new-could be-for that-
Though bought in Paradise-
Because they looked on thee before-
And thou hast looked on them-
Prove Me-My Hazel Witnesses
The features are the same-
So fleet thou wert, when present-
So infinite-when gone-
An Orient's Apparition-
Remanded of the Morn-
The Height I recollect'
Twas even with the Hills-
The Depth upon my Soul was notched-
As Floods-on Whites of Wheels-
To Haunt-till Time have dropped
His last Decade away,
And Haunting actualize-to last
At least-Eternity-
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Emily Dickinson
Joy to have merited the Pain
Joy to have merited the Pain
788
Joy to have merited the Pain-
To merit the Release-
Joy to have perished every step-
To Compass Paradise
Pardon-to look upon thy face-
With these old fashioned Eyes-
Better than new-could be-for that-
Though bought in Paradise-
Because they looked on thee before-
And thou hast looked on them-
Prove Me-My Hazel Witnesses
The features are the same-
So fleet thou wert, when present-
So infinite-when gone-
An Orient's Apparition-
Remanded of the Morn-
The Height I recollect'
Twas even with the Hills-
The Depth upon my Soul was notched-
As Floods-on Whites of Wheels-
To Haunt-till Time have dropped
His last Decade away,
And Haunting actualize-to last
At least-Eternity-
788
Joy to have merited the Pain-
To merit the Release-
Joy to have perished every step-
To Compass Paradise
Pardon-to look upon thy face-
With these old fashioned Eyes-
Better than new-could be-for that-
Though bought in Paradise-
Because they looked on thee before-
And thou hast looked on them-
Prove Me-My Hazel Witnesses
The features are the same-
So fleet thou wert, when present-
So infinite-when gone-
An Orient's Apparition-
Remanded of the Morn-
The Height I recollect'
Twas even with the Hills-
The Depth upon my Soul was notched-
As Floods-on Whites of Wheels-
To Haunt-till Time have dropped
His last Decade away,
And Haunting actualize-to last
At least-Eternity-
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