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78 - Emily Dickinson
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78 - Emily Dickinson
                                                                                             Thursday morn

Dear Emily

I cant come in this morning, because I am so cold, but you will know I am here - ringing the big front door bell, and leaving a note for you.

Oh I want to come in, I have a great mind now to follow little Jane into your warm sitting room; are you there, dear Emily?

No, I resist temptation, and run away from the door just as fast as my feet will carry me, lest if I once come in, I shall grow so happy, happy, that I shall stay there always, and never go home at all! You will have read this quite, by the time I reach the office, and you cant think how fast I run!

                                                                                                                 Aff

                                                                                                              Emily.

P.S. I have just shot past the corner, and now all the wayside houses, and the little gate flies open to see me coming home!
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