Poems ✍️

  02.05.2025
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Author: Emily Dickinson

A Door Just Opened On A Street

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.




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