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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 9, Poema 29
XXVII.
On
the
harshness
of
my
lot
Bloom
I
tried
to
raise.
Late,
my
piece
of
rock
Yielded
grape
and
maize.
Soil
of
flint
if
steadily
tilled
Will
reward
the
hand;
Seed
of
palm
by
Libyan
sun
Grown
in
sand.
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