Revolution is the Pod
Revolution is the Pod
Systems rattle from
When the Winds of Will are stirred
Excellent is Bloom
But except its Russet Base
Every Summer be
The Entomber of itself,
So of Liberty --
Left inactive on the Stalk
All its Purple fled
Revolution shakes it for
Test if it be dead.
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Emily Dickinson
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