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Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

A door just opened on a street --
I, lost, was passing by --
An instant's width of warmth disclosed,
And wealth, and company.

The door as sudden shut, and I,
I, lost, was passing by, --
Lost doubly, but by contrast most,
Enlightening misery.

(C) Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
03/10/2020


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