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ADWOA THE POET 2



                                                                  DIVERGENT

Two roads before me
Each I yearn to take
This worry my heart has plagued
The choice I must make

So I draw nigh to the old I know
It’s comfort I have known for days unknown
To ply it’s rugged curves I know
To discover what my heart seeks the most

A final look at the other road I take
New possibilities, l stand to gain
What it holds, I’m yet to see
What if it holds the best for me

Two roads before me
Each I yearn to take
My heart it’s choice has made
The new road I gladly take.

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