Poems ✍️
  11.06.2025
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Author: Emily Dickinson

His voice decrepit was with Joy

His voice decrepit was with Joy -
Her words did totter so
How old the News of Love must be
To make Lips elderly
That purled a moment since with Glee -
Is it Delight or Woe -
Or Terror - that do decorate
This livid interview -


  love Aging emotion uncertainty

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