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dickinson-series01_104-1890	dickinson	dickinson-series01_104-1890	1890		.txt	text/plain	93	7	91	The sun kept setting, setting still; No hue of afternoon Upon the village I perceived, -- From house to house 't was noon. My feet kept drowsing, drowsing still, My fingers were awake; Yet why so little sound myself Unto my seeming make?	cache/dickinson-series01_104-1890.txt	txt/dickinson-series01_104-1890.txt
