Poem by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

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Our journey had advanced —
Our feet were almost come
To that odd Fork in Being's Road —
Eternity — by Term —

Our pace took sudden awe —
Our feet — reluctant — led —
Before — were Cities — but Between —
The Forest of the Dead —

Retreat — was out of Hope —
Behind — a Sealed Route —
Eternity's White Flag — Before —
And God — at every Gate — 

1. We Learned the Whole of Love
2. Doom is the House without the Door
3. I Send Two Sunsets
4. Should You but Fail at — Sea
5. My Friend Attacks My Friend!

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