On
a morning dew of a cozy weather,
I
found myself in a path of twain,
As
I stood I look farther
Both
bent to the undergrowth
But
one had foot toes
Caught
between two roads
But
I can’t travel both
As
I’m but one traveler
In
my dilemma, I looked harder
But
each path seem farther
On
this path of no foot tracks
I
dare not take a step
Its
loneliness; accompanied
with
bushy boulevards
but
still I looked down as far as I could
to
where it bent in the undergrowth
I
shall be telling this with a relieve
On
a morning dew of a cozy weather
I
found myself in a path of twain
I
took the path less traveled
And
that has changed everything
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