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My Life had stood - a Loaded Gun - In Corners - till a Day The Owner passed - identified - And carried Me away -

Emily Dickinson

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Emily Dickinson
Age: 55 †
Born: 1830
Born: December 10
Died: 1886
Died: May 15
Poet
Writer
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
Ai-mi-li Ti-chin-sen
Emilia Dickinson
Emily Dickinson
Passed
Corners
Till
Identified
Gun
Owner
Away
Loaded
Life
Carried
Owners
Stood

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