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Emily Dickinson - BecloudedEmily Dickinson - Beclouded
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The sky is low, the clouds are mean,   A travelling flake of snow   Across a barn or through a rut   Debates if it will go.   A narrow wind complains all day How some one treated him;   Nature, like us, is sometimes caught   Without her diadem.
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