Emily Dickinson Poem

It is a lonesome Glee

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It is a lonesome Glee—
Yet sanctifies the Mind—
With fair association—
Afar upon the Wind

A Bird to overhear
Delight without a Cause—
Arrestless as invisible—
A matter of the Skies.

It is an honorable thought 💭
It feels a shame to be Alive

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