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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 4, Poema 17
XVII.
I
never
saw
a
moor,
I
never
saw
the
sea;
Yet
know
I
how
the
heather
looks,
And
what
a
wave
must
be.
I
never
spoke
with
God,
Nor
visited
in
heaven;
Yet
I
am
certain
of
the
place
As
if
the
map
were
given.
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