All Truth Hides Away

Based off of “Nothing Gold Can Stay” by Robert Frost


Day’s first rise is bright

Her bleakest tinge to light

Her early beams aglow

True beauty showing so slow

Then magic disappears

Brightness fades into fears

Thus rolls in the mid-day

All truth hides away


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