A little while ago, the sun was shovelling
gold behind the mountains. It appeared to be in a hurry; perhaps the day
was running out. In its mad, last-minute work, it sent up the gold dust
flying everywhere. They lay suspended in the cold mountain air after
the rains, stuck themselves to the clouds, and even clung to my skin.
Therefore, I glow.
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http://www.forbes.com/sites/davidbressan/2016/08/16/the-origin-of-geological-terms-gold/#14a47906496b
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