Robert Frost
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Voiding in Woods on a Snowy Evening
The woods are empty, none to show, The ice has made the stream quite slow, And hours again until I go, And hours again until I go.
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wrong turns?
I now own my road And revel in its redemptive reality. And that will make all the difference.
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all in the same storm?
convenient, I say, They in their boat, I in mine. Let’s just blame the storm.
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defying atrophy 