He Ate and Drank the Precious Words |
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He ate and drank the precious words, | |
His spirit grew robust; | |
He knew no more that he was poor, | |
Nor that his frame was dust. | |
He danced along the dingy days, | |
And this bequest of wings | |
Was but a book. What liberty | |
A loosened spirit brings! | |
Written by: Emily Dickinson | |
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2021 | True Originality |
There Must Be Peace And Understanding | |
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2018 | What Else Matters? |
2017 | Slow Go |
2016 | A Tiny Ripple Of Hope |
2015 | Liberating Books |
2014 | Discover God |
2013 | Without Witness |
2012 | Nutritarian |
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Liberating Books
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