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 …

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  Beside the ungathered rice he lay, His sickle in his hand; His breast was bare, his matted hair Was buried in the sand. Again, in the mist and shadow of sleep, He saw his Native Land. Wide through the landscape of his dreams The lordly Niger flowed; Beneath the palm-trees on the plain Once …

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  I used to have a problem getting to sleep after using a computer late at night. I thought it was because of the content I was viewing, causing my brain to be over-stimulated. Even when I used the computer for more relaxing activity, e.g. YouTube relaxation music, it still had the same effect. The problem was …

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