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I went to Heaven
Emily Dickinson
374 I went to Heaven— ’Twas a small Town— Lit—with a Ruby— Lathed—with Down— Stiller—than the fields At the full Dew— Beautiful—as Pictures— No Man drew. People—like the Moth— Of Mechlin—frames— Duties—of Gossamer— And Eider—names— Almost—contented— I—could be— ‘Mong such unique Society—
