Two paths diverged in a bleak wood One was full of flowers and life But down this smooth road lay a rocky path The promise of a beautiful summit far off in the distance
Two paths diverged in a bleak wood One was alive but bland and twisting Thorns lay ahead but then were emptiness Unsure glimpses of colour peeked among the thorns
Two paths diverged in bleak wood A fairy I saw, and his hand I took “For now it’s rosy, but soon we’ll face troubles If we hold each other’s hands, would you walk with me?”
Two paths diverged in a bleak wood Not so bleak, choices made Perhaps walking through this forest called Life Isn’t so bleak anymore.
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