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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 8, Poema 21
XXVIII.
CONTRAST.
A
door
opens
on
a
street.
I
walk
by
and
feel
lost.
Warm
light
and
people
are
there.
It
feels
nice
inside.
The
door
closes
fast.
I
walk
by
and
feel
lost.
I
feel
more
lost
now.
The
street
is
cold.
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