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Feb 2017
I've learned a lot of things since birth,
My ideals I cleverly contrive.
But I've never could price my own self-worth,
What value do I derive?
 
If I was presented upon the shelf,
And a dollar bill was the max.
I'd want you to protect your wealth,
I'm pocket change including tax.

There is one thing I can't project,
And it should drive up the price.
I'm a commodity that my friends collect,
To them my value is thrice.

So my price upon the shelf will raise,
And for more time I'll have to sit.
In time, someone will cast a gaze,
And see my value a perfect fit.
Nolan Davis
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