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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 1, Poema 8
VIII.
A
hurt
deer
jumps
high,
I
hear
the
hunter
say;
It
is
the
last
jump,
Then
it
is
still.
The
rock
gushes,
The
steel
springs;
A
cheek
is
redder
Where
the
pain
is!
Laughter
hides
pain,
So
no
one
sees
the
hurt
And
says,
"You
are
hurt!"
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