Suspense—is Hostiler than Death
Emily Dickinson
705 Suspense—is Hostiler than Death— Death—tho’soever Broad, Is Just Death, and cannot increase— Suspense—does not conclude— But perishes—to live anew— But just anew to die— Annihilation—plated fresh With Immortality—
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