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Those fair – fictitious People –
The Women – plucked away
From our familiar Lifetime –
The Men of Ivory –
Those Boys and Girls, in Canvas –
Who stay upon the Wall
In Everlasting Keepsake –
Can Anybody tell?
We trust – in places perfecter –
Inheriting Delight
Beyond our faint Conjecture –
Our dizzy Estimate –
Remembering ourselves, we trust –
Yet Blesseder – than We –
Through Knowing – where We only hope –
Receiving – where we – pray –
Of Expectation – also –
Anticipating us
With transport, that would be a pain
Except for Holiness –
Esteeming us – as Exile –
Themself – admitted Home –
Through easy Miracle of Death –
The Way ourself, must come –
(Emily Dickinson)
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