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Nov 22, 2005 16:29

The Soul selects her own Society--
Then--shuts the Door --
To her divine Majority --
Present no more--

Unmoved --she notes the Chariots--pausing
At her low Gate --
Unmoved --an Emperor be kneeling
Upon her Mat --

I've known her--from an ample nation --
Choose One --
Then--close the Valves of her attention--
Like Stone --

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isniffpeople27 November 23 2005, 03:16:21 UTC
<3 Emily Dickinson.

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_staticsea November 23 2005, 17:46:11 UTC
Mhm.
I love her..

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