"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"
- Robert Frost
My favorite poem, idk what else to write:)
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The Silver String
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The bond of soulmates is supposedly unbreakable. But can Hailey live up to and be everything Lyanna needs her...