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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be the one traveler, long I stood
And looked down as one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then look 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 divered in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference
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