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She dealt her pretty words like Blades - How glittering they shone - And every One unbared a Nerve Or wantoned with a Bone - She never deemed - she hurt - That - is not Steel's Affair - A vulgar grimace in the Flesh - How ill the Creatures bear - To Ache is human - not polite - The Film upon the eye Mortality's old Custom - Just locking up - to Die. - Emily Dickinson

"She dealt her pretty words like Blades - How glittering they shone - And every One unbared a Nerve Or wantoned with a Bone - She never deemed - she hurt - That - is not Steel's Affair - A vulgar grimace in the Flesh - How ill the Creatures bear - To Ache is human - not polite - The Film upon the eye Mortality's old Custom - Just locking up - to Die." - Emily Dickinson


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She dealt her pretty words like Blades - How glittering they shone - And every One unbared a Nerve Or wantoned with a Bone - She never deemed - she hurt - That - is not Steel's Affair - A vulgar grimace in the Flesh - How ill the Creatures bear - To Ache is human - not polite - The Film upon the eye Mortality's old Custom - Just locking up - to Die. - Emily Dickinson #1 She dealt her pretty words like Blades - How glittering they shone - And every One unbared a Nerve Or wantoned with a Bone - She never deemed - she hurt - That - is not Steel's Affair - A vulgar grimace in the Flesh - How ill the Creatures bear - To Ache is human - not polite - The Film upon the eye Mortality's old Custom - Just locking up - to Die. - Emily Dickinson #2

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