One of the lies would make it out that nothing
Ever presents itself before us twice.
Where would we be at last if that were so?
Our very life depends on everything's
Recurring till we answer from within.


The poetry of Robert Frost (ed. 1975)


One of the lies would make it out that nothing Ever presents itself before us twice. Where would we be at last if that were so? Our very life depends ...

One of the lies would make it out that nothing Ever presents itself before us twice. Where would we be at last if that were so? Our very life depends ...

One of the lies would make it out that nothing Ever presents itself before us twice. Where would we be at last if that were so? Our very life depends ...

One of the lies would make it out that nothing Ever presents itself before us twice. Where would we be at last if that were so? Our very life depends ...