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It was so beautiful today
I can't stay at home
although I desire to rest a little.
I drove towards the sky
away from the plains
and the villages
aiming the mountains,
the greens, the reds
browns and yellows.

I walked in the woods
away from the path
in searching of the colours
the silence and the sun
of this warm indian summer.
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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 traveler, long I stood
And looked 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;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

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.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood,
And I took the one les traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost

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