Clio the Leo
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Tue Jan-19-10 09:30 PM
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"The work goes on, the cause endures..." |
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"... and the dream shall never die."
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's 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, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.
Thanks to everyone who tried.
~ That is All ~
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Tue Jan-19-10 09:49 PM
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1. Frost on a night like this. That's beautiful and sad. |
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What a disappointment... man. No words.
Hang in there, Clio. :hi:
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