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409 They dropped like Flakes— They dropped like Stars— Like Petals from a Rose— When suddenly across the June A wind with fingers—goes— They perished in the Seamless Grass— No eye could find the place— But God can summon every face Of his Repealless—List.
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They dropped like Flakes
409 They dropped like Flakes— They dropped like Stars— Like Petals from a Rose— When suddenly across the June A wind with fingers—goes— They perished in the Seamless Grass— No eye could find the place— But God can summon every face Of his Repealless—List.
Emily Dickinson
1830 - 1886/Female/American