Immortal Is An Ample Word

Emily Dickinson

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Immortal is an ample word
When what we need is by
But when it leaves us for a time
’Tis a necessity.

Of Heaven above the firmest proof
We fundamental know
Except for its marauding Hand
It had been Heaven below.

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