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 Here is ChatGPT writing poems like the one written by Robert Frost --The Road Not Taken. We've got three attempts and you can leave a comment below with your thoughts. 

The Path Untraveled

Two paths diverged in woods unknown,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, I stood alone

And pondered which to take, and loathe

The first path, well-worn and trodden fair,

Led towards a destination known,

The other, hidden and devoid of care,

A mystery yet to be shown.

I looked upon the path most traveled,

And saw its marks worn deep and wide,

Its end, perhaps, may be unraveled,

But its sights, to me, were all denied.

So, with a sigh, I took the other path,

And though it was rough and overgrown,

Its twists and turns, its rocky math,

Led to a place I'd never known.

And as I looked back upon my way,

I knew that I had made the right choice,

For the road less traveled, day by day,

Had given me my own unique voice.

So when two paths diverge in the wood,

And you must choose one to follow,

Do not be afraid to take the one less understood,

For it may lead to a brighter tomorrow.

The Road I Took

Two paths diverged before me one day,

Both looked promising, yet different they lay,

And as I pondered, I wondered and prayed,

Which path to take, which way to wade.

The first path looked comfortable and kind,

A straight path that led to peace of mind,

But deep down, I knew it was easy to find,

And I yearned for something more undefined.

The second path, oh, it was wild and free,

Filled with mysteries and unknowns to see,

And though it looked scary and treacherous to me,

I knew it was where I was meant to be.

So, I took the path less traveled by,

The one that would challenge and test my might,

And though it led me through dark and tough nights,

It was worth it to see the world in a different light.

For on that path, I found my true voice,

And discovered that I had a choice,

To live a life of passion and rejoice,

And embrace the unknown with a grateful voice.

So, if ever you come to a fork in the road,

And wonder which way to go, which way to be bold,

Remember that life is an adventure to behold,

And take the path that sings to your soul.

The Path Less Traveled

Two paths stretched out before me there,

In woods so quiet, still, and fair,

One well-worn, the other less so,

And I had one path to undergo.

The first path, wide and easy to tread,

A journey that many had led,

But my heart yearned for something new,

To explore the path less traveled, and pursue.

The second path, a little more wild,

But filled with adventures, like a child,

So I took the path that fewer tread,

And it made all the difference, it's said.

It was not an easy journey, I'll admit,

But on this path, my spirit was lit,

For it led me to places, never seen,

And taught me things, that were serene.

Now when I look back, I see,

How this path led me to be,

The person I am, strong and free,

For the path less traveled was meant to be.