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Golden Veins

Free flowing river coming from high up in the mountains . Ice cold from the spring thaw carrying precious rocks. Settlers looking in awe as they pan the rocks . Some pioneers made caves deep into the hills. Fights broke out over rights to the best claims . Many families sought those rocks and lost their possessions. Big nuggets small nuggets all sizes were mined. Gold fever spread like a plaque on the land. People heading west from big towns in the east all in search of riches beyond belief . Outlaws stood like hawks waiting steal their plunder.

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Date: 10/30/2013 6:47:00 AM
- Searching for happiness and richness - well written Michael. - Have a nice day. - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 10/30/2013 6:49:00 AM
Thanks Anne for your comment. You have good one to

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