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Emily Dickinson - The dying need but little, dear,--
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The dying need but little, dear,—
   A glass of water`s all,
A flower`s unobtrusive face
   To punctuate the wall,

A fan, perhaps, a friend`s regret,
   And certainly that one
No color in the rainbow
   Perceives when you are gone.
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