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Alone, I cannot be
Emily Dickinson
298 Alone, I cannot be— For Hosts—do visit me— Recordless Company— Who baffle Key— They have no Robes, nor Names— No Almanacs—nor Climes— But general Homes Like Gnomes— Their Coming, may be known By Couriers within— Their going—is not— For they’ve never gone—
