path
We drove to the fork in the road
We stepped out of the car and stood there
Staring at the paths ahead of us
I turned my head to look at her
I could see the fear that swelled in her eyes
I took the first step towards my path
And then she took a step towards hers
The path I walked down
And the path she walked down
Were both narrow
And bleak
And dismal
Even though she had chosen hers
And I had chosen mine
We both walked alone
Along a long grim path
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