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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 5, Poema 3
III.
The
nearest
dream
goes
away.
The
heaven
we
chase
Like
a
bee
in
June
Before
the
boy
Invites
the
race;
It
stops
at
a
clover
—
Moves
—
teases
—
plays;
Then
to
the
clouds
It
lifts
its
wings
Not
caring
about
the
boy
Who
looks
at
the
sky.
Homesick
for
sweet
honey,
The
bee
does
not
fly
To
make
that
rare
kind.
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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo — A2 Inglés | Cuentana
Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo — A2 Inglés | Cuentana