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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 12, Poema 37
XXXVII.
The
dying
need
but
little,
dear,
—
A
glass
of
water's
all,
A
flower's
simple
face
To
mark
the
wall,
A
fan,
perhaps,
a
friend's
regret,
And
surely
that
one
No
color
in
the
rainbow
Sees
when
you
are
gone.
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