Her past is long and tormented, and the pain started even before before she her embrace.
Through the hardships of life she only ever had herself to rely on, and now living in Dallas, her heart is that of stone.
The soul selects her own society,
Then shuts the door;
On her divine majority
Obtrude no more.
Unmoved, she notes the chariot's pausing
At her low gate;
Unmoved, an emperor is kneeling
Upon her mat.
I've known her from an ample nation
Choose one;
THen close the valves of her attention
Like stone.
Emily Dickinson
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