Home ⇒ 📌Emily Dickinson ⇒ None who saw it ever told it
None who saw it ever told it
None who saw it ever told it
‘Tis as hid as Death
Had for that specific treasure
A departing breath
Surfaces may be invested
Did the Diamond grow
General as the Dandelion
Would you serve it so?
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