Robert Frost (in poetry) traversed a snowy wood.
"Dark and deep"
But he had promises he had tokeep.
I broke some promises just tonight.
Sorry Andrew, Noah, Lucas, Phoenix, Griffen, and Kay.
Any chance, forgiveness, anyway?
My body's tired.
Many more miles ahead before I sleep.
If I don't make it, please don't weep.
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