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====****Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both  And be one traveller, long I stood  And looked down one as far as I could   To where it bent in the undergrowth;   Then took the other, as just as fair,   And having perhaps the better claim,   Because it was grassy and wanted wear;   Though as for that the passing there   Had worn them really about the same,   And both that morning equally lay   In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way,  I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh  Somewhere ages and ages hence:   Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--   I took the one less traveled by,   And that has made all the difference  ...Robert Frost****====


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