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Emily Dickinson 2
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Foto: © Oswald Stimpfl
There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be' darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields -
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brigheter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers
I hear the bright bee hum;
Prithee, my brother,
Into my garden come!
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