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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 5, Poema 47
XLVII.
I
many
times
thought
peace
had
come,
When
peace
was
far
away;
As
wrecked
men
deem
they
sight
the
land
At
centre
of
the
sea,
And
struggle
slacker,
but
to
prove,
As
hopelessly
as
I,
How
many
the
fictitious
shores
Before
the
harbor
lie.
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