Of all the souls that stand create
Emily Dickinson
Track 58 on Second Series
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Of all the souls that stand create Lyrics
Of all the souls that stand create
I have elected one
When sense from spirit files away
And subterfuge is done
When that which is and that which was
Apart, intrinsic, stand
And this brief tragedy of flesh
Is shifted like a sand
When figures show their royal front
And mists are carved sway
Behold the atom I Feferred
To all the lists of clay!
I have elected one
When sense from spirit files away
And subterfuge is done
When that which is and that which was
Apart, intrinsic, stand
And this brief tragedy of flesh
Is shifted like a sand
When figures show their royal front
And mists are carved sway
Behold the atom I Feferred
To all the lists of clay!
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