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Lyric Poem · Death & Loss

Our journey had advanced

by Emily Dickinson

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 —

This poem is in the public domain.

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