"Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—I took the one less traveled by…"

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.

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In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.

Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

These woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.