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Two Roads NOT YET Taken

Two Roads Not Yet Taken
He stands there
his eyes,
dark as sin.
In front of
two roads not
yet taken.
Hands in pockets,
he waits.

They stand there
legs weary from
long journeys.
In front of
two roads not
yet taken.
Hand in hand,
they wait.

We stand here.
Silent as death,
in front of
two roads not
yet taken.
Hand in hand,
we wait.

He moves
to the right;
the road taken
most.

They move
together
to the right;
the road taken
most.

We move
apart.
Them to the right;
the road taken
most.

I move
to the left;
the road taken
less.
To make my own
way.

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