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How Happy I Was If I Could Forget

Emily Dickinson

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How happy I was if I could forget
To remember how sad I am
Would be an easy adversity
But the recollecting of Bloom

Keeps making November difficult
Till I who was almost bold
Lose my way like a little Child
And perish of the cold.

(C) Emily Dickinson
01/01/2000


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