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Water, is taught by thirst. - Emily Dickinson
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Water, is taught by thirst
Water, is taught by thirst.
Land -- by the Oceans passed.
Transport -- by throe --
Peace -- by its battles told --
Love, by Memorial Mold --
Birds, by the Snow.
poem by Emily Dickinson
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