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May 2015
I can feel the sadness in your bones
Lovely, dark and deep
Your heart needs a home
But I've got miles to go before I sleep
Those eyes that stare up at me are increasingly bleak
But I've got promises to keep

And miles to go before I'm at peace
© 2015 Christina Jackson
So not a rip off of robert frost, just the poem is so embedded in my head that when I wrote this, the words flowed out this way!
Christina Jackson
Written by
Christina Jackson  29/F/FL, USA
(29/F/FL, USA)   
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   ---, Timothy and Keva Minus
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