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                            POT OF GOLD

                 I was always told about the pot of gold.

                           It was at the end of the rainbow.

                           It was something that I did know,

                              was a long place to go.

                 I wanted to find it before I got too old.

        All the stories, the fantasies, see, on me, took hold.

                           I wanted to find the pot of gold.

  See, it was not where I thought it would be.

  It was not beyond the rainbow in that sky of blue.

                       It was you.