Thursday, January 23, 2014

A Wounded Deer Leaps Highest

A Wounded Deer Leaps Highest

A Wounded Deer Leaps Highest

A wounded deer leaps highest,I've heard the hunter tell;'T is but the ecstasy of death,And then the brake is still.The smitten rock that gushes,The trampled...

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Emily Dickinson

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