Natureβs first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leafβs 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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Natureβs first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leafβs 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.
β¨ππ π£οΈ
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