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He fought like those Who’ve nought to lose-
Bestowed Himself to Balls
As One who for a further Life
Had not a further Use-
Invited Death-with bold attempt-
But Death was Coy of Him
As Other Men, were Coy of Death-
To Him-to live-was Doom-
His Comrades, shifted like the Flakes
When Gusts reverse the Snow-
But He-was left alive Because
Of Greediness to die-
(Emily Dickinson)
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