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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's 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....

---Robert Frost

How good it would be to wander through the deep woods...

Forget all the materialistic thoughts that revolve in my mind....

Away from the polluted atmosphere in the city

Take in a few deep breaths of the cold, clean air...

I guess my soul would get some new life

Get its wounds healed, get itself rejuvenated,

Be it anything, I would just love it...

But still I too have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep

And miles to go before I sleep......