Poem of the day

by Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)

My life closed twice before its close;
   It yet remains to see
If Immortality unveil
   A third event to me.

So huge, so hopeless to conceive,
   As these that twice befell.
Parting is all we know of heaven,
   And all we need of hell.

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