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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 8, Poema 37
XXXVII.
VOID.
Great
streets
of
silence
led
away
To
neighborhoods
of
pause;
Here
was
no
notice,
no
dissent,
No
universe,
no
laws.
By
clocks
't
was
morning,
and
for
night
The
bells
at
distance
called;
But
epoch
had
no
basis
here,
For
period
exhaled.
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