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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 5, Poema 44
XLIV.
THE
SHELTER.
The
body
grows
outside,
—
The
more
convenient
way,
—
That
if
the
spirit
like
to
hide,
Its
temple
stands
alway
Ajar,
secure,
inviting;
It
never
did
betray
The
soul
that
asked
its
shelter
In
timid
honesty.
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