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Doom is the House without the Door

Doom is the House without the Door
‘Tis entered from the Sun
And then the Ladder’s thrown away,
Because Escape is done

‘Tis varied by the Dream
Of what they do outside
Where Squirrels play and Berries die
And Hemlocks bow to God


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Poem Doom is the House without the Door - Emily Dickinson