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Witchcraft was hung, in History, But History and I Find all the Witchcraft that we need Around us, every Day -

Emily Dickinson

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Emily Dickinson
Age: 55 †
Born: 1830
Born: December 10
Died: 1886
Died: May 15
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Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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