
you took my love from me
On your waves of golden hue,
you carried her with you
And broke my heart
a million million ways
Hank Snow, "Golden River,"
In reality, the North Branch of the Chicago River did not break my heart a couple of hours ago as I ran through Morton Grove's Linne Woods.
But it was a golden river, to be sure.
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