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1099 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— Edited by Peter Carter
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