GOOD_MORNING_MIDNIGHT_POESIA_ORIGINALE

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Good Morning—Midnight

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Good Morning—Midnight—
I'm coming Home—
Day—got tired of Me—
How could I—of Him?

Sunshine was a sweet place—
I liked to stay—
But Morn—didn't want me—now—
So—Goodnight—Day!

I can look—can't I—
When the East is Red?
The Hills—have a way—then—
That puts the Heart—abroad—

You—are not so fair—Midnight—
I chose—Day—
But—please take a little Girl—
He turned away!

Emily Dickinson

Fonte del testo: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/good-morning-midnight/

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