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Twas Comfort In Her Dying Room

Emily Dickinson

1703

'Twas comfort in her Dying Room
To hear the living Clock-
A short relief to have the wind
Walk boldly up and knock-
Diversion from the Dying Theme
To hear the children play-
But wrong the more
That these could live
And this of ours must die.

(C) Emily Dickinson
01/01/2000


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