once upon a time when we ask if that must be the way.
now i stand here facing the fork in the road.
befogged as ever, i took my chance and turn to the forest which i thought i knew what was there.
miles to go and i see nothing.
miles to go and i lose something off my arms.
miles to go and i tripped and slipped.
turn left, turn right.
should i move on or go back?
yet i saw the dim light ahead.
torn as i was, i kept going on the road least traveled.
where will it lead to and when will it end?
for so many unanswered questions, i kept going and allow fate takes the wheels.
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