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| 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 |
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| Music: Hope Autumn 2009, Index Friday's Journal Index The Past Whispers - Home Old New Orleans The photos on this page are courtesy of Kepguru. |
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