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A color stands abroad on solitary hills that silence cannot overtake, but human nature feels.

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
Color
Silence
Nature
Cannot
Overtake
Human
Abroad
Humans
Solitary
Feels
Hills
Stands

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