Mar 06 2009
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Remember, kiddies,
that no matter where you go in life, a poet has been there before you. I feel that the last verse of ‘Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening’ by Robert Frost adequately sums up my current feelings on my final year project, which is due in a week on Tuesday:
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.
