Emily Dickinson

A Counterfeit - a Plated Person -

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A Counterfeit - a Plated Person -

A Counterfeit - a Plated Person - I would not be - Whatever strata of Iniquity My Nature underlie - Truth is good Health - and Safety, and the Sky. How meagre, what an Exile - is a Lie, And Vocal - when we die -