dilluns, 5 de març de 2018

FINS QUE NO ENS ALCEM



We never know how high we are
Till we are called to rise;
And then, if we are true to plan,
Our statures touch the skies—

The Heroism we recite
Would be a daily thing,
Did not ourselves the Cubits warp
For fear to be a King—

  Emily Dickinson

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