I think just how ...
I think just how my shape will rise When I shall be forgiven – Til then – I wait – as roams the man Whose eyes are stapled in far lands – Their long – long finish – scanned –
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I think just how my shape will rise When I shall be forgiven – Til then – I wait – as roams the man Whose eyes are stapled in far lands – Their long – long finish – scanned –
Author : Emily Dickinson