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Google Nav: Frost's Digital Journey


 

Two paths diverged on a pixelated screen,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one wanderer, long I stood,

Contemplating the choices, filled with hope.


Then took I out my device so small,

And tapped upon its glossy face;

And there, a virtual guide stood tall,

A modern compass in this cyberspace.


"Google Maps," I whispered, filled with doubt,

"Which path should I embark upon?

The one less traveled, less trodden about,

Or the one well-marked and traveled on?"


The screen flickered, algorithms at play,

And a voice responded, cool and clear,

"Based on traffic data from yesterday,

The popular path will bring you near."


"But what of adventure, of finding new lands,

Of discovering secrets yet untold?"

I questioned Google, seeking its commands,

Seeking guidance to break free from the mold.


"The path less traveled may hold allure,

With sights unseen and wonders grand,

But consider the risk you may endure,

And the uncertainties that may expand."


I pondered the words of this digital sage,

Reflecting on choices I must make.

For both paths enticed, my heart engaged,

Yearning for a choice I wouldn't forsake.


With a final tap, I made my decision,

To trust the path unknown and unplanned.

To embrace the whispers of intuition,

And forge my own footsteps in the sand.


Oh, I shall be telling this with a sigh,

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Of how I sought guidance from the sky,

But chose the path of brave relevance.


And that has made all the difference,

Not just the virtual guidance, you see,

But the courage to tread with no pretense,

And explore the world as the true me.


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