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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;Thoug has for that the passing thereHad worn them really about the same.

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