Pain Has an Element of Blank;, por Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

Pain Has an Element of Blank;

Pain has an element of blank;

It cannot recollect

When it began, or if there were

A day when it was not.

It has no future but itself,

Its infinite realms contain

Its past, enlightened to perceive

New periods of pain.

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