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If I shouldnt be alive

 If I shouldn't be alive
When the Robins come,
Give the one in Red Cravat,
A Memorial crumb.
If I couldn't thank you, Being fast asleep, You will know I'm trying Why my Granite lip!

Poem by Emily Dickinson
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