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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 5, Poema 55
LV.
I
know
that
he
exists
Somewhere,
in
silence.
He
has
hid
his
rare
life
From
our
gross
eyes.
'T
is
an
instant's
play,
'T
is
a
fond
ambush,
Just
to
make
bliss
Earn
her
own
surprise!
But
should
the
play
Prove
piercing
earnest,
Should
the
glee
glaze
In
death's
stiff
stare,
Would
not
the
fun
Look
too
expensive?
Would
not
the
jest
Have
crawled
too
far?
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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo — C2 Inglés | Cuentana
Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo — C2 Inglés | Cuentana