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Emily Dickinson: Our share of night to bear - Our share of morning



Our share of night to bear -
Our share of morning -
Our blank in bliss to fill,
Our blank in scorning -
Here a star, and there a star,
Some lose their way!
Here a mist - and there a mist -
Afterwards - Day!

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