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two piers diverged

Two piers diverged in a bluegreen gulf

and sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveller, long I stood

and looked down one as far as I could

to where it stopped in the dock;


Then took the other, as just as fair,

and having perhaps the better claim

because it was unbirdpoopy and wanted wear;

though as for that, the passing there

had worn them really about the same,


And both that morning equally lay

in moss no feet 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 piers diverged in a blue green gulf, and I --

I took the one less travelled by,

and that has made all the difference



heavily adapted from Robert Frost

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Taken on March 7, 2007