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N}otes From Emily Dickinson: A 479/-A 394/394a

whot at

Patience

reaches Atelier the

To breathe my

tears, without thee

m e in this

that book of Equitation

neat os, this Thy

me,

T9 this

The

walk

With: n

neture-

Then

how i

the

M e

The tenderest sky

rounded out in

that Hour.
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