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I've decided to get rid of toxins from my life.

One of my all time favourites by Frost. 

Succinct, transcendental and, best of all, painterly. 

Nothing Gold Can Stay

by Robert Frost

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.