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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 9, Poema 37
XXXV.
DISENCHANTMENT.
It
dropped
so
low
in
my
regard
I
heard
it
hit
the
ground,
And
go
to
pieces
on
the
stones
At
bottom
of
my
mind;
Yet
blamed
the
fate
that
fractured,
less
Than
I
reviled
myself
For
entertaining
plated
wares
Upon
my
silver
shelf.
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