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The body grows outside, —

by Emily Dickinson, 1891

The body grows outside, —
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 timid honesty.

Published in Poems by Emily Dickinson: Second Series
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