We were walking on the same road,
But on different sides
He whispered from the other side
which was lost in the wind that blew,
and sound of birds that flew.
Miles and miles we walked together,
freezing in the cold weather.
Until we realized our paths would never cross,
in the withering green moss.
Life took me the straight way,
Not so easy they say,
But then I decided to take the other one,
The one that is less travelled .......
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