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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 2, Poema 13
And
were
you
lost,
I
would
be,
Though
my
name
Rang
loudest
On
the
heavenly
fame.
And
were
you
saved,
And
I
condemned
to
be
Where
you
were
not,
That
self
were
hell
to
me.
So
we
must
keep
apart,
You
there,
I
here,
With
just
the
door
ajar
That
oceans
are,
And
prayer,
And
that
pale
sustenance,
Despair!
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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo — C2 Inglés | Cuentana
Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo — C2 Inglés | Cuentana