My room is depressing and empty. I'm taking Katie leaving hard.
That's all I have to say.
Good bye.
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
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