Board Thread:News and Announcements/@comment-32726745-20170329193114

 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

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Somewhere ages and ages hence:

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> I took the one less traveled by,

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> And that has made all the difference.

Goodbye. -Artgurl3232  <ac_metadata title="Officially Leaving Wikia"> </ac_metadata>