SundayNov 24, 2024
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There are veins in the hills where jewels hide And gold lies buried deep; There are harbor-towns where the great ships ride, And fame and fortune sleep; But land and sea though we tireless rove, And follow each trail to the end, Whatever the wealth of our treasure-trove, The best we shall find is a friend.
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