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Dust is the only Secret

 Dust is the only Secret --
Death, the only One
You cannot find out all about
In his "native town."

Nobody know "his Father" --
Never was a Boy --
Hadn't any playmates,
Or "Early history" --

Industrious! Laconic!
Punctual! Sedate!
Bold as a Brigand!
Stiller than a Fleet!

Builds, like a Bird, too!
Christ robs the Nest --
Robin after Robin
Smuggled to Rest!

Poem by Emily Dickinson
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