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Go slow, my soul, to feed thyself

Go slow, my soul, to feed thyself
Upon his rare approach
Go rapid, lest Competing Death
Prevail upon the Coach
Go timid, should his final eye
Determine thee amiss
Go boldly for thou paid’st his price
Redemption for a Kiss


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Poem Go slow, my soul, to feed thyself - Emily Dickinson