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The lines I enjoy the most is the last two being,
And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.
something about it is some mysterious and you want to know what happens but its up to the imagination for you to figure out the ending.

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Value
You should value your life, take care of yourself cause no one in this world should do it for you if you are capable of it. There is always going to be an end, but there's always hope for new beginnings as well. The dark times of your life can always be overwhelming and feel like they will never end but keep your head up high, tomorrow could be the best day of your life.

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The Speaker
Most definitely concerns and fears. The writer is almost at the end of the road to a long journey. Its something that has been in the back of their head for a long time and they are fearful about their own feelings towards it and how it will end and no one will know but them, no one can give them advise on how to deal with it. Its a harsh lesson.

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Memories:
Going to see Christmas lights when I was a kid. Something so majestic and being in the moment is something I loved as a kid.

Watching the movie "28 days later" for the first time. although is poem has no zombies and isn't about an apocalypses it gives me the feeling that nothing is left in this world.

Playing Halo ODST for the first time. The game has a very isolated and fearing atmosphere, its a feeling that you need to see and play with your own hands and eyes.

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Images:
I think of snow knee high having to climb over almost every step then falling down and looking up at the house on the ridge, in the middle of the forest. The house having dim lights still on while smoke is coming from the top as the person inside is trying to stay warm. It looks so warm and cozy as you're freezing and in mother natures hands. It could be your refuge but it doesn't seem fair to you. Why is that? Maybe its too peaceful for your hectic life and you don't want your bad energy in there. Maybe something is telling you what you need is only a little further, or maybe it isn't.

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Tensions:
Whose woods these are I think I know
Contrast
And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.

These contrast in away of optimism and curiosity to the cruel knowing of what your destiny has in store for you. At the end compared to the beginning the protagonist has a point of brightness compared to how dark the rest, and end of the poem.

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Stanza is Iambic tetrameter

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Echo's:
Sweep, Deep, Sleep. It almost feels like a motion for the first two, almost describing a motion but deep and sleep are not a motion, I get the feeling of a painting that has come to life and is trying to tell a story, it feels quiet beautiful and something that is abstract and you want the feeling and to touch it.

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Repetitions:
Alliteration
Dark, Deep.
Whose Woods
His house
Watch, woods
He, his harness
only other
sound's sweep

Assonance:
sEE mE
gIves hIs

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VOCABULARY
Queer- Strange or odd
The little horse confused on why they're stopping without a farmhouse near by.

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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.

He gives his harness bells a shake

To ask if there is some mistake.

The only other sound’s the sweep

Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.