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How Human Nature dotes

Emily Dickinson·1830–1886
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How Human Nature dotesOn what it can't detect.The moment that a Plot is plumbedProspective is extinct -- Prospective is the friendReserved for us to knowWhen Constancy is clarifiedOf Curiosity -- Of subjects that resistRedoubtablest is thisWhere go we --Go we anywhereCreation after this?