Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
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RougeHerring
Jul 01, 2019 04:19AM
I'm going on a trip for a while. I need to sort through some things that are just not adding up. I'll be back within a few days, I hope.Sincerely, Rouge.View all Conversations
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