Death and Life (Poem by Emily Dickinson)

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Death and Life
By Emily Dickinson

Apparently with no surprise
To any happy flower,
The frost beheads it at its play
In accidental power.

The blond assassin passes on,
The sun proceeds unmoved
To measure off another day
For an approving God.

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