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Lest I should be old-fashioned, I'll put a trinket on.

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
Ai-mi-li Ti-chin-sen
Emilia Dickinson
Emily Dickinson
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Trinkets
Berries
Lest
Fashioned
Autumn
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I have an appetite for silence.
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