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I also walked through 
That fabled wood 
And saw two paths, 
One clean and wide 
Well travelled 
And nothing learned but scenery. 
Unwise I was to think 
That the path of thorns, 
Dark and twisting, 
Was the one for me, 
Thinking I could walk alone 
And suffer the pain 
In silence. 
I had no forethought 
You would walk in behind 
Trying to hold my hand 
And keep me safe, 
Where I tried to make you go back 
And walk free into bliss. 
I lost you in the briars 
Among the shadows and leaves 
And I am still looking for you 
And wishing that I had chosen 
The path most travelled.

Path of Thorns