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Emily Dickinson - I`ve nothing else—to bring, You know
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I`ve nothing else—to bring, You know—
So I keep bringing These—
Just as the Night keeps fetching Stars
To our familiar eyes—

Maybe, we shouldn`t mind them—
Unless they didn`t come—
Then—maybe, it would puzzle us
To find our way Home—
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