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Jul 8
Somebody found a treasure and it's not hard to measure its worth.
Somebody found a gem and it worth more than anything it this world.

Somebody found a love, one that eventually was discovered.
To be
To be
To be made of pure gold.
Least this what I have been told.

Somebody had been blessed, this I do know.
Least I have been told.
That-that somebody is me.
And, yes, I must agree that this somebody found love.

Who is my everything.
No longer a dream but my true reality.

Yes, somebody found a treasure to be cherished forever.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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