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Beneath the stars


Free Member, Lost Poet from the North,South,East,West

The Poets light but Lamps

The Poets light but Lamps—
Themselves—go out—
The Wicks they stimulate—
If vital Light

Inhere as do the Suns—
Each Age a Lens
Disseminating their
Circumference—

Emily Dickinson

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