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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 12, Poema 13
XIII.
DEATH.
Death
is
like
an
insect
Threatening
the
tree,
Able
to
destroy
it,
But
it
can
be
deceived.
Tempt
it
with
sweet
balm,
Seek
it
with
a
blade,
Confuse
it,
if
it
costs
you
Everything
in
life.
Then,
if
it
has
burrowed
Out
of
reach
of
skill,
Circle
the
tree
and
leave
it,
—
It's
the
vermin's
will.
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