Gold

Gold is where you find it.                 In a poem.                        After a snow.

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From —

              The Spell of the Yukon

by Robert Service

There’s gold, and it’s haunting and haunting;

It’s luring me on as of old;

Yet it isn’t the gold that I’m wanting

So much as just finding the gold.

 

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