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My Reward for Being, was This.
My premium-My Bliss-
An Admiralty, less-
A Sceptre-penniless-
And Realms-just Dross-
When Thrones accost my Hands-
With “Me, Miss, Me”-
I’ll unroll Thee-
Dominions dowerless-beside this Grace-
Election-Vote-
The Ballots of Eternity, will show just that.
(Emily Dickinson)
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