Emily Dickinson Poem

The Body grows without

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The Body grows without—
The more convenient way—
That if the Spirit—like to hide
Its Temple stands, alway,

Ajar—secure—inviting—
It never did betray
The Soul that asked its shelter
In solemn honesty

The Brain, within its Groove
The Black Berry—wears a Thorn in his side

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