Month: July 2009
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Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
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 queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year.…
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It's only logical…
Have you noticed that stores are placing environmentalist and faith-related products in the same section?