Poems ✍️
  04.06.2025
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Author: Emily Dickinson

Our Share Of Night To Bear

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Our share of night to bear—
Our share of morning—
Our blank in bliss to fill
Our blank in scorning—

Here a star, and there a star,
Some lose their way!
Here a mist, and there a mist,
Afterwards—Day!


  struggle hope Darkness Dawn

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