A door

Dec 17

The door E. Dickenson                                                            / Paris /

 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. – Emily Dickinson

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