To lose Thee
by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)

To lose thee, sweeter than to gain
All other hearts I knew.
‘Tis true the drought is destitute
But, then, I had the dew!

The Caspian has its realms of sand,
Its other realm of sea.
Without this sterile perquisite
No Caspian could be.

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Is it possible
to win back
a lost love?