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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

I Dwell in Possibility

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I dwell in Possibility—
A fairer House than Prose—
More numerous of Windows—
Superior—for Doors—
 
Of Chambers as the Cedars—
Impregnable of Eye—
And for an Everlasting Roof
The Gambrels of the Sky—
 
Of Visitors—the fairest—
For Occupation—This—
The spreading wide of narrow Hands
To gather Paradise—

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