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Unable are the Loved to die

Unable are the Loved to

For Love is Immortality,

Nay, it is Deity—Unable they that love—to

For Love reforms

Into Divinity.

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Emily Dickinson

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886) was an American poet. Little known during her life, she has since been regarded as

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