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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 3, Poema 3
III.
WHY?
The
hum
of
a
bee
Enchants
me
like
magic.
If
someone
asks
me
why,
Easier
to
face
death
Than
explain.
The
crimson
on
the
hill
Steals
my
will
away;
If
anyone
mocks,
Beware,
for
the
divine
is
near,
That's
all.
The
dawn's
arrival
Enhances
my
stature;
If
someone
asks
how,
The
artist
who
crafted
me
Must
reveal!
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