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[orangeyouyesi]

The Heart Asks Pleasure First
Emily Dickinson

The heart asks pleasure first
And then, excuse from pain-
And then, those little anodynes
That deaden suffering;

And then, to go to sleep;
And then, if it should be
The will of its Inquisitor,
The liberty to die.

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[craziierox19]

don't worry it'll all work out.

[kairyou]

We are all here, always.