Emily Dickinson
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I taste a liquor never brewed
Success is counted sweetest
Wild nights - Wild nights!
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain
I'm nobody! Who are you?
Hope is the thing with feathers
A Bird, came down the Walk
Because I could not stop for Death
My Life had stood - a Loaded Gun
Tell all the truth but tell it slant
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