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Going . . .
. . . going . . .
. . . gone. :-(
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(1874-1963)

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