Write a poem on "Life", use elegant words, it should consist of 4 stanzas ( 1 stanza is equal to fur lines) and not be copied, it should be completely original, if I like it, ill mark brainliest.
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Life is made up of a succession of choices. This famous poem begins at a fork in a wooded path and ushers the reader along one “road” as a means of explaining that we must choose one way or another and not dilly-dally in life.
No matter which way we go, we cannot foresee where it will take us, nor how the other would have turned out.
We can do our best to make good decisions, but we’ll never truly know how much worse or better an alternative might have been. And so, we mustn’t regret the road not taken.
A game is has a life.... Where people thrive... And we make it to survive......
A game is has a life... Where no one is our wife.... And we got to stay back... If our elders held knifes.....
A game is a life...... Maybe with pros or noobs....
But will always be in my mind....