(thing) by SophiesCat Thu May 10 2001 at 17:08:37
WHEN night is almost done,
And sunrise grows so near
That we can touch the spaces,
It ’s time to smooth the hair

And get the dimples ready,
And wonder we could care
For that old faded midnight
That frightened but an hour.

-Emily Dickinson

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