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From Us She Wandered Now A Year

Emily Dickinson

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From Us She wandered now a Year,
Her tarrying, unknown,
If Wilderness prevent her feet
Or that Ethereal Zone

No eye hath seen and lived
We ignorant must be-
We only know what time of Year
We took the Mystery.

(C) Emily Dickinson
01/01/2000


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