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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 9, Poema 10
X.
FORGOTTEN.
There
is
a
word
That
is
a
sword
It
can
hurt
a
man.
It
throws
hard
sounds,
Then
it
is
quiet.
But
where
it
lands
The
saved
will
tell
On
a
special
day,
A
brave
man
gave
his
breath
away.
Where
the
sun
runs,
Where
the
day
goes,
There
is
its
quiet
win,
There
is
its
victory!
See
the
best
aim!
The
best
shot!
Time's
biggest
target
Is
a
soul
'forgot'!
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