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There are two Ripenings one of sight

There are two Ripenings one of sight
Whose forces Spheric wind
Until the Velvet product
Drop spicy to the ground
A homelier maturing
A process in the Bur
That teeth of Frosts alone disclose
In far October Air.


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Poem There are two Ripenings one of sight - Emily Dickinson