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Emily Dickinson


Nobody knows this little Rose —
It might a pilgrim be
Did I not take it from the ways
And lift it up to thee.
Only a Bee will miss it — 
Only a Butterfly,
Hastening from far journey — 
On its breast to lie —
Only a Bird will wonder — 
Only a Breeze will sigh —
Ah Little Rose — how easy
For such as thee to die!