By Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)
 
 
 
I’m nobody! Who are you?  
  Are you nobody, too?  
  Then there’s a pair of us―don’t tell!  

  They’d banish us, you know.  
  How dreary to be somebody!  
  How public, like a frog  
  To tell your name the livelong day  
  To an admiring bog!  
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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