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LIFE’S TREASURES Written for all the friends I’ve made on WDC Our life is like a wheel just spinning around, gathering up treasures forgetting where found. So often forgotten, hidden far away, because they were given us everyday… It travels on ‘through time, full of good and bad, much of it real joyful and sometimes it’s sad. No gold, diamonds, or pearls and not even health, determine our value; true friends are our wealth. These are riches to count, as we’re growing old. The treasures we gathered, worth far more than gold. Monty abcb scheme, 6 – 5 syllable count.
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