By a flower—By a letter
Emily Dickinson
109 By a flower—By a letter— By a nimble love— If I weld the Rivet faster— Final fast—above— Never mind my breathless Anvil! Never mind Repose! Never mind the sooty faces Tugging at the Forge!
109 By a flower—By a letter— By a nimble love— If I weld the Rivet faster— Final fast—above— Never mind my breathless Anvil! Never mind Repose! Never mind the sooty faces Tugging at the Forge!
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