"Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all."
"They might not need me; but they might. I'll let my head be just in sight; a smile as small as mine might be precisely their necessity."
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Source: Emily Dickinson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Emily Dickinson (Illustrated)”, p.1079, Delphi Classics
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