https://padlet.com/ciktebumanis/8nl3bwzelwww ENGLISH LITERATURE en-us 2017-11-19 04:29:16 UTC 2017-11-19 05:01:06 UTC hello@padlet.com ciktebumanis https://padlet.com/ciktebumanis/8nl3bwzelwww/wish/208430823 Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood 
And look down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh I kept the first for another day!
I doubted if I should ever come back.

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 travelled by,
And that has made all the difference.

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