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A throe upon the features –A hurry in the breath –An ecstasy of partingDenominated “Death” –
An anguish at the mentionWhich when to patience grown,I’ve known permission givenTo rejoin its own.
by Emily Dickinson
And thus the people every year in the valley of humid July did sacrifice themselves to the long green phallic god and eat and eat and eat. T...
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