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1385 “Secrets” is a daily word Yet does not exist— Muffled—it remits surmise— Murmured—it has ceased— Dungeoned in the Human Breast Doubtless secrets lie— But that Grate inviolate— Goes nor comes away Nothing with a Tongue or Ear— Secrets stapled there Will emerge but once—and dumb— To the Sepulchre—
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Secrets is a daily word
1385 “Secrets” is a daily word Yet does not exist— Muffled—it remits surmise— Murmured—it has ceased— Dungeoned in the Human Breast Doubtless secrets lie— But that Grate inviolate— Goes nor comes away Nothing with a Tongue or Ear— Secrets stapled there Will emerge but once—and dumb— To the Sepulchre—
Emily Dickinson
1830 - 1886/Female/American