When One has given up One’s life
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The parting with the rest
Feels easy, as when Day lets go
Entirely the West
The Peaks, that lingered last
Remain in Her regret
As scarcely as the Iodine
Upon the Cataract.
This poem was written/submitted by Emily Dickinson.
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