Lament of the Shortness of Beauty

Beauty fades so quickly; e’en in nature it is so:

Each sunset only lasts a minute, each sunrise turns to gold.

Beauty is so fleeting—oh! and so, my love, are you.

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This came on while listening to Fleet Foxes and watching a very yellow sunset under very dark storm clouds.

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