The tree the tempest with a crash of woodThrows down in front of us is not bar
Our passage to our journey's end for good,
But just to ask us who we think we are
Robert Frost.
"On A Tree Fallen Across the Road"
Our passage to our journey's end for good,
But just to ask us who we think we are
Robert Frost.
"On A Tree Fallen Across the Road"
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