domingo, 22 de abril de 2012

Coisa que ninguém sabe.

Talvez tudo poderia ter sido diferente! 
Mas como saber?




Post scriptum: A gente nunca vai saber...

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  1. THE ROAD NOT TAKEN - 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 took the other, as just as fair
    And having perhaps the better claim,
    Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
    Though as for that, the 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.

    bjs

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