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The first Day that I was a Life
Emily Dickinson
902 The first Day that I was a Life I recollect it—How still— That last Day that I was a Life I recollect it—as well— ’Twas stiller—though the first Was still— “Twas empty—but the first Was full— This—was my finallest Occasion— But then My tenderer Experiment Toward Men— “Which choose I”? That—I cannot say— “Which choose They”? Question Memory!
