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Impossibility, like Wine
Exhilarates the Man
Who tastes it; Possibility
Is flavorless-Combine
A Chance’s faintest Tincture
And in the former Dram
Enchantment makes ingredient
As certainly as Doom-
(Emily Dickinson)
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