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ah, moon—and star!
you are very far—
but were no one
farther than you—
do you think I'd stop
for a firmament—
or a cubit—or so?

I could borrow a bonnet
of the lark—
and a chamois' silver boot—
and a stirrup of an antelope—
and be with you—tonight!
 
but, moon, and star,
though you're very far—
there is One—farther than you—
He—is more than a firmament—from me—
so I can never go! 

-emily dickinson