somewhere i have never travelled

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somewhere i have never travelled        
4 g8 J# _0 o' r4 \7 Wby E. E. Cummings

somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

. \9 |; D8 T! R0 W1 }6 ~) Fyour slightest look easily will unclose me
. v% @7 ~8 v4 U& w+ ~1 ^though i have closed myself as fingers,
! g! y6 r6 n7 _# j% H$ pyou open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose
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8 v$ U  ^( N6 T# |or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
$ i/ z* _9 {: Bas when the heart of this flower imagines
; g9 R! W( b: Mthe snow carefully everywhere descending;

2 n* K& R. ^; Znothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
" s, n4 y4 o3 ?* D8 `7 Z7 }the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
8 ?) a8 d8 Z2 l( i) Qcompels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing
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(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
) w9 Y7 z4 Z) r" y! v3 ^the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands
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