Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
Because I could not stop for Death He kindly stopped for me The carriage held but just ourselves And immortality. We slow...
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