My life closed twice before its close;
It yet remains to see
If Immortality unveil
A third event to me,
So huge, so hopeless to conceive,
As these that twice befell.
Parting is all we know of heaven,
And all we need of hell.
Emily Dickinson
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Viata
De doua ori cortina a cazut
ramâne a se vedea
de Nemurirea pe-a mea scena
un act trei va juca,
un act prea greu de conceput
ca cele de-altadat',
Plecarea-i tot ce stim de Rai,
si tot ce vrem din Iad.
Romanian version,
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