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I could not prove the Years had feet—
Yet confident they run
Am I, from symptoms that are past
And Series that are done—
I find my feet have further Goals—
I smile upon the Aims
That felt so ample—Yesterday—
Today's—have vaster claims—
I do not doubt the self I was
Was competent to me—
But something awkward in the fit—
Proves that—outgrown—I see—
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Comments1Emily Dickinson's works are always thought-provoking, with this one being no exception. It embodies an undeniable truth about the passage of time and personal evolution in a sublime manner. Although the language seems simple on the surface, the depth of its meaning is vast and profound. Reading this poem leaves a potent aftertaste, making one ponder about own life's journey and personal growth. Unforgettable!