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Panning for Gold
Another day
Down the mine
And up again
The hole grows
So too
The pile of dirt
The light varies
But is
Always there
Somewhere
I dig
Sift
Sweat
Hope
The specs hide
Sometimes
They show themselves
Glad
To be found
Down the mine
And up again
The hole grows
So too
The pile of dirt
The light varies
But is
Always there
Somewhere
I dig
Sift
Sweat
Hope
The specs hide
Sometimes
They show themselves
Glad
To be found
Published 26th Jul 2015
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