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XXX. Vanished

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She died, — this was the way she died;

And when her breath was done,

Took up her simple wardrobe

And started for the sun.


Her little figure at the gate

The angels must have spied,

Since I could never find her

Upon the mortal side.

Dickinson: The Complete Works

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