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The first two stanzas of this poem have spelling mistakes! Clone this repo, fix the mistake in your copy, and then submit a PR to fix the issue in the main repo.
The Road Not Taken BY ROBERT FROST Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then towk the other, as just as fair, And haxing perhaps the better claim, Because it wos grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really aboot 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 took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.