Thebutterflyeffect

• Last seen on May 18 12:30 PM 2006. Member since May 15, 2006.
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• on Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening by Robert Frost, on May 15, 2006

  I love this poem. It's like being rocked to sleep, but just as your eyes close being unceremoniously dumped out of the cradle and expected to brush yourself down and move on.... Does anyone understand what I mean?

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