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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 2, Poema 19
XIX.
So
shy
when
I
saw
her,
So
pretty,
so
quiet!
So
hidden
in
her
leaves,
So
no
one
finds
her;
So
still
until
I
passed,
So
weak
when
I
turned
And
took
her,
blushing,
From
her
simple
place!
For
whom
I
picked
the
flower,
For
whom
I
hid
the
place,
Many
will
ask
me,
But
I
will
not
tell!
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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo — A1 Inglés | Cuentana
Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo — A1 Inglés | Cuentana