If I could write like EMILY DICKINSON, I'd be dead: Reflections

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Thursday, February 21, 2008

Reflections

I wish you could have known her then, before it was too late for her, when she was young and foolish, believed in love, friends forever and dreams. Her head was clearer then, full of her ideas about who she would become. Her heart was purer then, bursting with freedom and choices. How I wish I could... Sign in to see full entry.

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