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Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Past

by EmilyDickinson
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The Past

The Past

The past is such a curious creature,
To look her in the face
A transport may reward us,
Or a disgrace.
Unarmed if any meet her,
I charge him, fly!
Her rusty ammunition
Might yet reply!
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