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Jack McCann:
There's gold, and it's haunting and haunting. It's luring me on as of old. And it isn't the gold that I'm wanting, so much as just finding the gold. It's a great big broad land way up yonder, it's the forest where silence has lease. It's the beauty that thrills me with wonder. It's the stillness that fills me with peace.
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