Standing at a crossroads,
Two paths in front of me.
One twists up the mountain,
The other down the lane.
Both will lead me somewhere great,
Both will test my strength.
On both I may stumble,
On both I will smile.
Uncertain of which path to take,
I stare straight ahead.
Stepping onto one
leaves the other behind.
So which road should I take,
Which adventure will be mine?
One twists up the mountain,
The other down the lane.
- me
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