Emily Dickinson
— If it had no pencil
921 If it had no pencil Would it try mine Worn—now—and dull—sweet Writing much to thee If it had no word Would it make the Daisy Most as big as I was When it plucked me?
Other Emily Dickinson songs:
Hope is the thing with feathers
Because I Could Not Stop for Death
Im wife—Ive finished that 199
Tell All the Truth But Tell it Slant
As Imperceptibly as Grief
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