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Anna’s story: Emily Dickinson’s 1391 Wednesday, 25 November 2009

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Should I call? Should I text?  Does that person at the party remember who I am? Perhaps I shouldn’t interrupt the acquaintance absorbed in their canteen cup of coffee.  Then again:

They might not need me — yet they might —
I’ll let my Heart be just in sight —
A smile so small as mine might be
Precisely their necessity —

A poem to make you feel less insecure, and make you remember that we are all only human, and sometimes just need a smile.

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1. Rachel Fox - Friday, 29 January 2010

That’s a beauty!


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