Zen Pencils by Gavin Aung Than for June 08, 2015

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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood. And sorry I could not travel both… AIR BRAZIL DEPARTURES …and be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth. VICTORIA UNIVERSITY STUDENT ENROLMENT Then took the other, as just as fair And having perhaps the better claim Because it was grassy and wanted wear Though as for that passing there Had worn them really about the same. And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way I doubted if I should ever come back. 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. THE ROAD NOT TAKEN by Robert Frost