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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 12, Poema 4
IV.
We
cover
your
sweet
face.
Not
because
we're
tired
of
you,
But
because
you
tire
of
us;
Remember,
as
you
leave,
We
follow
until
You
notice
us
no
more,
And
then,
with
regret,
turn
away
To
recall
you
more
and
more,
And
regret
the
little
love
We
were
content
to
show,
Increased,
sweet,
a
hundred
times
If
you'd
accept
it
now.
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