The Blunder is in estimate
Emily Dickinson
1684 The Blunder is in estimate. Eternity is there We say, as of a Station— Meanwhile he is so near He joins me in my Ramble— Divides abode with me— No Friend have I that so persists As this Eternity.
1684 The Blunder is in estimate. Eternity is there We say, as of a Station— Meanwhile he is so near He joins me in my Ramble— Divides abode with me— No Friend have I that so persists As this Eternity.
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