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A estrada não percorrida

by Robert Frost TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I couldTo where it bent in the undergrowth;        5Then 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 thereHad worn them really about the same,        10And both that morning equally layIn 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.        15I shall be telling this with a sighSomewhere ages and ages hence:Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—I took the one less traveled by,And that has made all the difference.
Hoje faz um mês que completei 31 anos e foi meu último dia de substituta em uma escola pública. Normal a escola, nada do que eu já não esperava: professores cumprindo sua carga horário com certo desânimo, uns cansados, outros con…