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Friday, October 14, 2016

Synoptic

Nuggets of gold, to the touch is cold.
a perceived treasure.

Warmth of flesh, is always fresh,
a value beyond measure.

Do not be misled, real value, it is said.
Love for others, gives immense pleasure.











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