.......and miles to go before I sleep.
samohsong (Premium member) > albums > America with no makeup~
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Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake to ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound's the sweep of easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep..
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