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Our little kinsmen after rain In plenty may be seen, a pink and pulpy multitude The tepid ground upon A needless life if seemed to me Until a little bird As to a hospitality Advanced and breakfasted.

Emily Dickinson

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Emily Dickinson
Age: 55 †
Born: 1830
Born: December 10
Died: 1886
Died: May 15
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Writer
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
Ai-mi-li Ti-chin-sen
Emilia Dickinson
Emily Dickinson
Littles
Plenty
Kinsmen
May
Seemed
Tepid
Little
Ground
Needless
Life
Rain
Multitude
Bird
Hospitality
Garden
Pink
Seen
Multitudes
Upon
Advanced
Pulpy

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