About this user
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I LOVE THIS POEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
NOTHING GOLD CAN STAY
Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf sudsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay. By:Robert Frost
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Country
United States
Interests
Writing poems,drawing,talking on the
phone,skateboarding,being with friends,what
ever i want to do