Robert Frost Revisited
The times are ugly, dark and deep,
all my promises I failed to keep;
and every night I could not sleep,
and every night I could not sleep.
So now I am telling it with a sigh
before bidding my final goodbye -
I, I took the less traveled road
that made no difference at all!
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