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So proud she was to die
It made us all ashamed
That what we cherished, so unknown
To her desire seemed-
So satisfied to go
Where none of us should be
Immediately-that Anguish stooped
Almost to Jealousy-
So Proud She Was To Die
Emily Dickinson
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