Emily Dickinson Poem

Me, change! Me, alter!

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Me, change! Me, alter!
Then I will, when on the Everlasting Hill
A Smaller Purple grows—
At sunset, or a lesser glow
Flickers upon Cordillera—
At Day’s superior close!

Midsummer, was it, when They died
Me! Come! My dazzled face 😊

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