Remembrance has a rear and front, –
‘T is something like a house;
It has a garret also
For refuse and the mouse,

Besides, the deepest cellar
That ever mason hewed;
Look to it, by its fathoms
Ourselves be not pursued.

– REMEMBRANCE – Remembrance has a rear and front by Emily Dickinson

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