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Sheryl Zajdowicz said (20 Jul 2008):
This reminds me of a passage from the poem Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost
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.
Very nice capture of the darkness and loneliness.
Also by Megan Johnson
