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Snow Beneath Whose Chilly Softness

Emily Dickinson

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Snow beneath whose chilly softness
Some that never lay
Make their first Repose this Winter
I admonish Thee

Blanket Wealthier the Neighbor
We so new bestow
Than thine acclimated Creature
Wilt Thou, Austere Snow?

(C) Emily Dickinson
01/01/2000


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