by Emily Dickinson
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Herein a Blossom lies-
A Sepulchre, between-
Cross it, and overcome the Bee-
Remain-'tis but a Rind.
Last updated June 21, 2015
899
Herein a Blossom lies-
A Sepulchre, between-
Cross it, and overcome the Bee-
Remain-'tis but a Rind.