Poems ✍️
  18.05.2025
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Author: Emily Dickinson

A lane of Yellow led the eye

A lane of Yellow led the eye
Unto a Purple Wood
Whose soft inhabitants to be
Surpasses solitude
If Bird the silence contradict
Or flower presume to show
In that low summer of the West
Impossible to know -


  Nature Mystery Solitude color

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