Emily Dickinson Poem

She slept beneath a tree

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She slept beneath a tree—
Remembered but by me.
I touched her Cradle mute—
She recognized the foot—
Put on her carmine suit
And see!

She sped as Petals of a Rose
She sights a Bird—she chuckles

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