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God gave a loaf to every bird, But just a crumb to me.

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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Emilia Dickinson
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I cannot live with you, It would be life, And life is over there Behind the shelf
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