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"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

I don't know why, but today I was reminded of the fact that my mom wanted me to be a butcher. I could have had my own shop, and be carving corned beef, but I told her 'no mom, I want to be a lawyer, and fight the good fight'. Guess I should have listened to mom.