There's a land where the mountains are nameless,
And the rivers all run God knows where;
There are lives that are erring and aimless,
An deaths that just hang by a hair;
There are hardships that nobody reckons;
There are valleys unpeopled and still;
There's a land.... oh it beckons and beckons,
And I want to go back.... And I will.
--Robert Service
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