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The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson by Emily Dickinson
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That sacred Closet when you sweep—
Entitled “Memory”—
Select a reverential Broom—
And do it silently.

’Twill be a Labor of surprise—
Besides Identity
Of other Interlocutors
A probability—

August the Dust of that Domain—
Unchallenged—let it lie—
You cannot supersede itself
But it can silence you—
Book: The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson by Emily Dickinson
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