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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 4, Poema 31
XXXI.
Except
heaven
came
so
close,
So
seemed
to
choose
my
door,
The
distance
would
not
bother
me
so;
I
did
not
hope
before.
But
just
to
hear
the
grace
leave
I
never
thought
to
see,
Hurts
me
with
a
double
loss;
It
is
lost,
and
lost
to
me.
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