Poem

We miss Her, not because We see

Emily Dickinson
993 We miss Her, not because We see— The Absence of an Eye— Except its Mind accompany Abridge Society As slightly as the Routes of Stars— Ourselves—asleep below— We know that their superior Eyes Include Us—as they go—

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