Blackout
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Because I could not stop for Death –
He kindly stopped for me –
The Carriage held but just Ourselves –
And Immortality.
We slowly drove – He knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility –
a blackout of “Because I could not stop for Death” by Emily Dickinson · made on Verseheart