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All the letters I can write
Are not fair as this—
Syllables of Velvet—
Sentences of Plush,
Depths of Ruby, undrained,
Hid, Lip, for Thee—
Play it were a Humming Bird—
And just sipped—me—

Emily Dickinson

Monday, January 13, 2003

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Unknown Spirit 13 April 2017

All the letters i can write are laden with mediocrities and mean level. You do write simple and consequently you got accented. Inspirational poem.

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* Sunprincess * 22 September 2015

............this is a beautiful poem...love this ★

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Angelina Holmes 06 May 2014

My fav line in this poem is Depths of Ruby, undrained, Very nice.

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