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Dear Ms. Dickinson, Emily if I may. Was that your courageous soul
Dear Ms. Dickinson, Emily if I may. Was that your courageous soul that meandered down my window pain this morning and pulled me out - you who sweetly...

I cannot elude your pace. I listen as selfishness whispers you are
I cannot elude your pace. I listen as selfishness whispers you are my foe. I am resigned to the truth of your singular eternal purpose beyond the dust...