Emily Dickinson
Savior! I’ve no one else to tell
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Savior! I've no one else to tell
And so I trouble thee
I am the one forgot thee so
Dost thou remember me?
Nor, for myself, I came so far
That were the little load
I brought thee the imperial Heart
I had not strength to hold
The Heart I carried in my own
Till mine too heavy grew
Yet—strangest—heavier since it went
Is it too large for you?