The Road not Taken – Frost

The Road Not Taken
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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,?
And sorry I could not travel both?
And be one traveler, long I stood?
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
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Then took 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,
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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.
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I shall be telling this with a sigh?
Somewhere ages and ages hence:?
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I??
I took the one less traveled by,?
And that has made all the difference.