I never saw a moor,
I never saw the sea;
Yet I know how the heather looks,
And what a billow be.
I never spoke with God,
Nor visited in heaven
Yet certain am I of the spot
As if the checks were given.
1865? 1890
J. 1052 - Emily Dickinson
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