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take.

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;
The distant honk of our bus put an abrupt end to my
thoughts, leaving me perplexed at a fork in the undergrowth.
Time didn't allow me to follow the "road not taken". Instead,
After Apple-Picking lured me back to the apple trees in the
orchard. While I was off exploring, a stranger with a keen eye
had placed a vermillion apple atop the massive boulder, as
artfully as a plein-air painter.

"And there's a barrel that I didn't fill
Beside it, and there may be two or three
Apples I didn't pick on some bough. . ."

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