Emily Dickenson

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Emily Dickinson

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To die--takes just a little while-- They say it doesn't hurt-- It's only fainter--by degrees-- And then--it's out of sight-- A darker Ribbon--for a Day-- A Crape upon the Hat-- And then the pretty sunshine comes-- And helps us to forget-- The absent--mystic--creature-- That but for love of us-- Had gone to sleep--that soundest time-- Without the weariness--