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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

Life XLVII. Is Heaven a physician?

Part One: Life

 
                    XLVII
 
IS Heaven a physician?
They say that He can heal;
But medicine posthumous
Is unavailable.
Is Heaven an exchequer?
They speak of what we owe;
But that negotiation
I ’m not a party to.

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