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ccarsonm3: ALWAYS IN OUR HEARTS... R.I.P. Ms. Nannie. We love you always!
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Poem of the day
The Spell Of The Yukon
by Robert Service
I wanted the gold, and I sought it,
I scrabbled and mucked like a slave.
Was it famine or scurvy-I fought it;
I hurled my youth into a grave.
I wanted the gold, and I got it-
Came out with a fortune last fall,-
Yet somehow life's not what I thought it,
And somehow the gold isn't all.
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