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When I state myself, as the representative of the verse, it does not mean me, but a supposed person.

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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You left me boundaries of pain Capacious as the sea, Between eternity and time, Your consciousness and me.
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I'm Nobody! Who are you? Are you – Nobody – too? Then there's a pair of us? Don't tell! they'd advertise – you know! How dreary – to be – Somebody! How public – like a Frog – To tell one's name – the livelong June – To an admiring Bog!
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The things of which we want the proof are those we know the best.
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These are the days when birds come back, a very few, a Bird or two, to take a backward look.
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