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Sometimes we are foolish
Really really foolish
We are given gold
Placed in our hands
For a price we didn't pay
We see and use this gold everyday
We lost sight of it's value
Habituated to it's shine
And don't forget it's weight
We forget how precious
How rare and vital it is
We have now lost it
Looked high and low
This gold cannot be replaced
All we can do is hope to find it
And never lose sight of it's greatness again...

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