>> Monday, October 12, 2009
I suppose there's no choice now is there.
Well.
I suppose there is.
But one of them leads 6 feet down.
And yea, not too keen on that.
Live like you're never living twice :).
I suppose there's no choice now is there.
Well.
I suppose there is.
But one of them leads 6 feet down.
And yea, not too keen on that.
The Road goes ever and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way,
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.
Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret gate;
And though I oft have passed them by,
A day will come at last when I
Shall take the hidden paths that run
West of Moon, East of Sun.
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