859 a doubt if it be Us, by Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

859 a doubt if it be Us

A doubt if it be Us

Assists the staggering Mind

In an extremer Anguish

Until it footing find.

An Unreality is lent,

A merciful Mirage

That makes the living possible

While it suspends the lives.

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