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Emily Dickinson - Exclusion (The soul selects her own society)
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The soul selects her own society,
    Then shuts the door;
    On her divine majority
    Obtrude no more.
    Unmoved, she notes the chariot`s pausing
    At her low gate;
    Unmoved, an emperor is kneeling
    Upon her mat.
    I`ve known her from an ample nation
   Choose one
   Then close the valves of her attention
   Like stone.
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