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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 4, Poema 35
XXXV.
EMANCIPATION.
No
torment
can
torture
me,
My
soul's
at
liberty
Behind
this
mortal
bone
There
knits
a
bolder
one
You
cannot
pierce
with
a
saw,
Nor
tear
with
a
scimitar.
Thus,
two
entities
exist;
Bind
one,
and
the
other
will
escape.
The
eagle
from
its
nest
Cannot
be
more
easily
stripped
And
take
to
the
sky,
Than
you
might,
Unless
you
find
Yourself
your
own
adversary;
Captivity
is
an
awareness,
As
is
freedom.
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