Tuesday, February 6, 2018

Forget

Heart!
We will forget him!
You and I-tonight!
You may forget the warmth he gave I will forget the light!
When you have done, pray tell me That I may straight begin!
Haste!
lest while you're lagging I remember him!

~Emily Dickinson

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