In Search Of New Gold

April 29, 2010
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Lust flickered in the youthful man’s soul,
As he set down the path in search of new gold.
He searched long and hard, but always failed to see,
The simpleness around him: the birds in the trees.
He grew tired of looking in the heat and the weight,
That eventually he gave up, with no remembrance of date.
So alas he walked back on the dirt path alone,
And that’s when he realized, his gold was at home.

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