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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 7, Poema 35
XXXVI.
TILL
THE
END.
I
do
not
leave
my
friend,
Because
if
he
dies
While
I
am
gone,
My
heart
would
cry.
If
I
disappoint
eyes
That
look
for
me,
And
cannot
close
Till
they
see
me;
If
I
hurt
faith
So
sure
I
come,
It
listens,
sleeps
With
my
late
name,
My
heart
breaks
first,
It
breaks
then,
No
use
like
sun
Where
night
has
been.
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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo — A1 Inglés | Cuentana
Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo — A1 Inglés | Cuentana