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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 

I glanced in a trance watching leaves fall

Breathtakingly beautiful, alone I stood

Along the streets I see kids getting candy
And think to myself, wow. God is handy.

Then standing alone, wind blowing my hair

The autumn breeze giving me chills

I longed to be little, on Halloween a costume I would wear; 

In leaves I stand on top of a hill
For a moment, all I can think of is fall.

Citation:
Title: "The Road Not Taken"
Author: Robert Frost
Source: http://www.bartleby.com/119/1.html
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