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  24.05.2025
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Author: Emily Dickinson

If Recollecting Were Forgetting

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If recollecting were forgetting,
Then I remember not.
And if forgetting, recollecting,
How near I had forgot.
And if to miss, were merry,
And to mourn, were gay,
How very blithe the fingers
That gathered this, Today!


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