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Emily Dickinson · Poems

Poem 276 of 446 · Second Series: Time and Eternity

Void

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Great streets of silence led away
To neighborhoods of pause;
Here was no notice, no dissent,
No universe, no laws.

By clocks 't was morning, and for night
The bells at distance called;
But epoch had no basis here,
For period exhaled.

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