User:PoorNUnknown/Indecision

I'm not really sure what I should write here, but here we go.

No, wait...it should be a bit different.

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The Road Not Taken

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

Then remained standing, rooted there
And not deciding, played a game
Did it matter them to compare?
Why or which one once went where?
It wore me out and blanked my brain,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept both for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads back to way,
I so turned back, and then turned back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
As I walk in circles, ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took neither, nor wandered by,
And that has made no difference

...Robert 'Maybe' Frost