died–this way died;And breath done,Took simple wardrobeAnd started su — Emily Dickinson, Selected Poems

Emily Dickinson Selected Poems

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She died–this was the way she died;And when her breath was done,Took up her simple wardrobeAnd started for the sun.Her little figure at the gateThe angels must have spied,Since I could never find herUpon the mortal side.

Emily Dickinson, Selected Poems

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