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Emily Dickinson · Poems

Poem 349 of 446 · Third Series: Love

Poem 13

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Heart, we will forget him!
You and I, to-night!
You may forget the warmth he gave,
I will forget the light.

When you have done, pray tell me,
That I my thoughts may dim;
Haste! lest while you're lagging,
I may remember him!

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