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PHOSPHORESCENCE. Now there’s a word to lift your hat to find that phosphorescence, that light within, that’s the genius behind poetry.

Emily Dickinson

You left me boundaries of pain Capacious as the sea, Between eternity and time, Your consciousness and me.
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Pain Sea Time
The Heart wants what it wants – or else it does not care.
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Care Heart
Judge tenderly of me.
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Judgement Myself One Liner
Forever – is composed of Nows – ‘Tis not a different time. Let Months dissolve in further Months – And Years – exhale in Years.
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Different Forever Time
The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience.
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Experience Inspirational Soul Women
The poet lights the light and fades away. But the light goes on and on.
EMILY DICKINSON

Fade Light Poet
We turn not older with years but newer every day.
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Deep Inspirational Life
You can stay young as long as you learn.
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Education Inspirational Learning Motivational Young
Bring me the sunset in a cup.
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Myself Sunset
Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.
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Heart Light Tonight
I could not stop for death and he did not stop for me.
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Death Deep Myself Time
Until you have loved, you cannot become yourself.
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Love Yourself
Sunrise: day’s great progenitor.
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Beginning One Liner Sunrise
We both believe, and disbelieve a hundred times an hour, which keeps believing nimble.
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Believe Fight Time
Forever is composed of nows.
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Happiness One Liner Power
Whenever a thing is done for the first time, it releases a little demon.
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Literature Time
The lovely flowers embarrass me. They make me regret I am not a bee.
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Flower Myself Regret
I think of love, and you, and my heart grows full and warm, and my breath stands still. I can feel a sunshine stealing into my soul and making it all summer, and every thorn, a rose.
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Feeling Heart Love Romantic Soul Summer
Fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate.
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Fame Food
Truth is so rare that it is delightful to tell it.
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Inspirational Rare Truth
But a Book is only the Heart’s Portrait- every Page a Pulse.
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Body Book Heart
Does not Eternity appear dreadful to you. I often get to thinking of it and it seems so dark to me that I almost wish there was no Eternity. To think that we must forever live and never cease to be. It seems as if Death would be a relief to so endless a state of existence.
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Darkness Deep Existence Forever Thinking
They might not need me; but they might. I’ll let my head be just in sight; a smile as small as mine might be precisely their necessity.
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Happiness Necessary Smile
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee, And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.
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Alone Literature Tragedy
Celebrity is the chastisement of merit and the punishment of talent.
EMILY DICKINSON

Literature Punishment Talent
I am nobody! Who are you? Are you a nobody, too?
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Myself Philosophy
I tasted life.
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Life Myself One Liner

PHOSPHORESCENCE. Now there’s a word to lift your hat to find that phosphorescence, that light within, that’s the genius behind poetry.

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PHOSPHORESCENCE. Now there’s a word to lift your hat to find that phosphorescence, that light within, that’s the genius behind poetry.

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