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Updated May 6, 2020 | Infoplease Staff Information
by EmilyDickinson
XXXIX

XL

I never lost as much but twice,
And that was in the sod;
Twice have I stood a beggar
Before the door of God!
Angels, twice descending,
Reimbursed my store.
Burglar, banker, father,
I am poor once more!
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