Poems ✍️
  22.05.2025
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Author: Emily Dickinson

She Slept Beneath A Tree

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She slept beneath a tree—
Remembered but by me.
I touched her Cradle mute—
She recognized the foot—
Put on her carmine suit
And see!


  memory loss Nature Remembrance

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