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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The Outsiders random stuff
RandomThis is just random shit from The Outsiders. I doubt anyone is going to read it.
