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ClassicsEmily Dickinson
1075 The Sky is low—the Clouds are mean. A Travelling Flake of Snow Across a Barn or through a Rut Debates if it will go— A Narrow Wind complains all Day How some one treated him Nature, like Us is sometimes caught Without her Diadem.
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The Sky is low—the Clouds are mean
1075 The Sky is low—the Clouds are mean. A Travelling Flake of Snow Across a Barn or through a Rut Debates if it will go— A Narrow Wind complains all Day How some one treated him Nature, like Us is sometimes caught Without her Diadem.
Emily Dickinson
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Emily Dickinson
1830 - 1886/Female/American