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Much of life is a choice.
Two roads, like Robert Frost wrote;
The untrod paths, the call of the voice,
Distant yet yearning note.

There are many streets to take.
To turn left or right; to rush or to linger –
Each decision a new fate will make
Although there will be no bell ringer.

Your choices are yours, for better or worse;
I know this much to be true.
Whether life is a blessing or a curse,
That’s entirely up to you.