I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. Forests, The Roads, Walks, Trees Tunnel, Paths, Trav'Lin Lights, Graphics Design, Dirt Roads, Photography
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Whose woods these are I think I know, His house is in the village, though. He will not see me stopping here to watch his woods fill up with snow... The only only other sound's the sweep of easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark, and deep, and I have promises to keep. And miles to go before I sleep...