Heres a poem I found about gold
The touch of gold brings a shiver to my spine When i think about it, it makes me feel divine with a little bit of light it will shine The word gold makes me fall into the heaven above gold is the true meaning of a real love There are those who think of it as a symbol of power I can prove you that is wrong, in this very hour Gold has been a beauty in the present and past. Think about the future, will the beauty still last? Or will it just be a money making machine? Think about it and take a while to redeem Love it or hate it, it remains with you Dont try to run from it, it's like a contagious flu. Gold is the greatest element ever to exist Maybe thats why I chose to write about it Gold can bring or break apart a soul You can gain a friend or lose one that in your life had a major role Some things remain unsaid Although I can say,treat gold right or you can be caught dead
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