The fog is rising. – Emily Dickinson
Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality. – Emily Dickinson

The fog is rising. – Emily Dickinson
Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality. – Emily Dickinson
To live is so starling it leaves little time for anything else. – Emily Dickinson
To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else. – Emily Dickinson