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The everlasting When the fire burns low [[strikethrough]] in the old log house [[/strikethrough]] on the open hearth [[strikethrough]] And [[/strikethrough]] While the windsong wails [[strikethrough]] high [[/strikethrough]] through the outside cold Would you trade the comfort and cozy warmth For the banner call of a venture bold For a dog sled running through driven snow Or a good ship forging through fields of ice Would you turn away from the fire and go? If adventure called would you pay the price? Would you leave the ease and the cares behind Would yo weigh the anchor of life secure To follow the stars where the dreamers find A fantasy goal with a lure