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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 5, Poema 6
VI.
HOPE.
Hope
is
like
a
bird
with
feathers
That
sits
in
the
soul,
And
sings
a
song
with
no
words,
And
never
stops
at
all,
And
it's
sweetest
in
the
storm;
The
storm
must
be
strong
To
scare
the
little
bird
That
keeps
many
warm.
I
heard
it
in
the
coldest
land,
And
on
the
strangest
sea;
Yet,
never,
in
need,
It
asked
a
crumb
from
me.
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