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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 12, Poema 9
IX.
They
won't
always
frown,
—
one
day
When
I
stop
to
tease,
They'll
remember
how
cold
I
seemed,
And
how
I
just
said
'please.'
Then
they
will
rush
to
the
door
To
call
the
little
child,
Who
can't
thank
them,
for
the
ice
That
on
her
speech
piled.
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