Poems ✍️

  22.05.2025
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Author: Emily Dickinson

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 -




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