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22| A Great Lesson of Life
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2024-08-04 15:05:43
Masood Frost describes a moment of choice, where two paths lie before him in a yellow wood. He's torn by choice, wanting to explore both, but knows he can't be in two places at once. He stands there, deliberating, gazing down each road as far as he can, trying to see where they lead. The yellow wood symbolizes a crossroads in life, where decisions must be made. The roads represent different paths, choices, or possibilities. Frost's speaker is faced with a dilemma, and his hesitation shows the difficulty of choosing one option. It happens in life time and after again regarding the human experience of choice and its consequences, leaving the reader wondering what would have happened if the speaker had chosen the other road. Frost's masterpiece invites us to reflect on our own choices and the roads we've taken in life. You're welcome to give your feedback. Thanks for reading.
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