Overtake the Creases

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Another drabble. This one's about the ungraspable nature of beauty, sort of. Dickinson says it better (see chapter 2), but I had to give it a go.

2. Chapter 2

Here's the original poem, because I'm a pretentious ass, and also because everyone needs more Dickinson in their lives.

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Beauty — be not caused — It Is (516)
BY EMILY DICKINSON

Beauty — be not caused — It Is —
Chase it, and it ceases —
Chase it not, and it abides —

Overtake the Creases

In the Meadow — when the Wind
Runs his fingers thro' it —
Deity will see to it
That You never do it —
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