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Midsummer, was it, when They died

Midsummer, was it, when They died

Midsummer, was it, when They died
A full, and perfect time
The Summer closed upon itself
In Consummated Bloom

The Corn, her furthest kernel filled
Before the coming Flail
When These leaned unto Perfectness
Through Haze of Burial



Poem Midsummer, was it, when They died - Emily Dickinson
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