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Sold – Poem

With treasures changing hands, And beautiful objects on stands, To some worth its weight in gold, Those treasures they forever hold, For they relate to life’s demands. Advertisements

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…When you’re down – Poem

One day, under a tree, A gold coin winked at me. Very broke, lost as well, I picked it up, something to sell. Instant touch, a sudden flash, I fell hard, into a pile of trash. Feeling dizzy, I looked … Continue reading

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