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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 4, Poema 5
V.
I
find
words
for
my
thoughts
But
one
thought
is
hard;
It
escapes
me,
like
a
hand
Trying
to
draw
the
sun
To
people
in
the
dark;
How
would
you
start?
Can
light
be
red,
Or
noon
be
blue?
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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo — A1 Inglés | Cuentana
Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo — A1 Inglés | Cuentana