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I've dropped my Brain — My Soul is numb Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

I've dropped my Brain — My Soul is numb

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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Glass was the Street — in tinsel Peril Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Glass was the Street — in tinsel Peril

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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From his slim Palace in the Dust Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

From his slim Palace in the Dust

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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Gathered into the Earth Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Gathered into the Earth

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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It was not Saint — it was too large Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It was not Saint — it was too large

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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Go not too near a House of Rose Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Go not too near a House of Rose

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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It sounded as if the Streets were running Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It sounded as if the Streets were running

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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Go tell it — What a Message Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Go tell it — What a Message

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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Go slow, my soul, to feed thyself Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Go slow, my soul, to feed thyself

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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It stole along so stealthy Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It stole along so stealthy

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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It was a quiet way Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It was a quiet way

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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It was a quiet seeming Day Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It was a quiet seeming Day

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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Perhaps they do not go so far Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Perhaps they do not go so far

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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A Word made Flesh is seldom Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

A Word made Flesh is seldom

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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A Pang is more conspicuous in Spring Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

A Pang is more conspicuous in Spring

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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The Spirit lasts — but in what mode Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

The Spirit lasts — but in what mode

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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The Snow that never drifts Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

The Snow that never drifts

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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The spry Arms of the Wind Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

The spry Arms of the Wind

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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The stem of a departed Flower Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

The stem of a departed Flower

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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The Dying need but little, Dear Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

The Dying need but little, Dear

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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