The Road I’ve Taken

Two roads diverged in the fog of dusk.

I took one whose ending I could not see

With no desire to be baptized by fire

Just a hunch toward whatever called to me

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A few steps, and the weeds had entangled my feet

A few steps more, and I was lost

But that was just the beginning, you see

The start of the road not taken’s cost

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It took years just to find the trail again

Years more to heal from the pain and strife

Now, as I sit on the edge of the wood

I wonder, why did I gamble my life?

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There’s no rhyme or reason. No great mistake

No lesson to stash in my pack with me

I simply got lost amid winter’s frost

And now, as summer returns, I’m free

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Two roads diverged in the wood of my life.

I took one that was wrong, but still ended up here

The journey was long and the scars may belong

Forever on me–

But the dawn feels so near

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I took the road less traveled by, and that has made all the difference. ~ Robert Frost

“In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer.” – Albert Camus

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