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, "Nothing Gold Can Stay"
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Nice coloring in the "slit" betwee the two metal things. Photoshopped or not?
intense pictorum
thats one of my favorite poems ever
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