D. (dalaruan) wrote,

and, as the heartless ghost / alone's unhurt, so the blind man sees best

Delight becomes pictorial
When viewed through pain, -
More fair, because impossible
That any gain.

Emily Dickinson

I last as a memory
they can't get rid of
won't get rid of
in men's life

An episode
like life itself

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