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I Measure Every Grief I Meet (561)

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I measure every Grief I meet
With narrow, probing, Eyes--
I wonder if It weighs like Mine--
Or has an Easier size.

I wonder if They bore it long--
Or did it just begin--
I could not tell the Date of Mine--
It feels so old a pain--

I wonder if it hurts to live--
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Alex Sarich 24 July 2020

It is an amazing write. So deep and an full of feeling.

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Melissa Patty 02 January 2016

This is incredible poem

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* Sunprincess * 26 September 2015

.........a fascinating write, very nice ?

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Dawn Fuzan 15 May 2014

Amazing poetry here keep on writing Emily

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Dawn Fuzan ya 16 March 2019

You do realise Emily Dickinson passed away quite some time ago?

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Diva Sky 06 July 2009

so true n real we human never cease to compare our grief as well as happiness..

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