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The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Poem by Robert Frost
Whilst winter wanes,
I dream of lilacs in spring & lavender fields.
treasury ➽ CrazieGracie aka CG8
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