Little Compton, RI
Not knowing when the dawn will comeI open every door; or has it feathers like a bird Or billows like a shore? ~Emily Dickinson
Not knowing when the dawn will comeI open every door; or has it feathers like a bird Or billows like a shore?
Not knowing when the dawn will come
I open every door;
or has it feathers like a bird
Or billows like a shore?
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