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Values cave when built upon the riches
of a dead man, whose soul was fed by the hands of greed.
Serene words
are like good seeds
planted in the mind.
Watered by the smile
that will bloom for miles.
As pebbles are thrown
into the lonesome pond
laughter splashes out
And smiles run and glide
with ripples of liveliness.
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