Summer For Thee, Grant I May Be
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Summer for thee, grant I may be
When Summer days are flown!
Thy music still, when Whipporwill
And Oriole-are done!
For thee to bloom, I'll skip the tomb
And row my blossoms o'er!
Pray gather me-
Anemone-
Thy flower-forevermore!
Emily Dickinson
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