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by: Ilya Shambat - Fri, 3 Mar 2023 01:03 UTC

"I Died for Beauty" - Emily Dickinson

I died for beauty – 'twas my choice

To end my life this way;

In every note of her voice

Was universe at play:

Twas sparkling, shining, shimmering,

Twas elegant and bright,

In it the world was glimmering

As I then held her tight.

I died for beauty – as I did

My lifeforce to her went

And from the shackles it her freed

To live by her intent:

She needed lifeforce to be strong

And then to carry on

With universe to get along

And sing again her song.

I died for beauty, so it lives,

Is by me fertilized,

Shimmers and glimmers and conceives

And is now realized,

And though I died, what it gave birth

Was better than was I,

And now is set upon her course

To grow and multiply.

By Ilya Shambat
https://sites.google.com/view/ilyashambatpoetry

Schizophrenia beats being alone.

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