There is a solitude of space
A solitude of sea
A solitude of death, but these
Society shall be
Compared with the profounder site
That polar privacy
A soul admitted to itself-
Finite infinity.
Emily Dickinson
Friday, August 03, 2012
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Farewell, Mom.
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