“Nothing New,” by Robert Frost
Amherst 1918 One moment when the dust to-dayAgainst my face was turned to spray,I dreamed the winter dream againI dreamed when I was young at...
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Amherst 1918 One moment when the dust to-dayAgainst my face was turned to spray,I dreamed the winter dream againI dreamed when I was young at...
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