We never know how how we are
Till we are called to rise;
And then, if we are true to plan
Our statures touch the skies.
The heroism er recite
Would be a daily thing,
Did not ourselves the cubits warp
For fear to be a king.
—Emily Dickinson
We never know how how we are
Till we are called to rise;
And then, if we are true to plan
Our statures touch the skies.
The heroism er recite
Would be a daily thing,
Did not ourselves the cubits warp
For fear to be a king.
—Emily Dickinson
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