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Precious

May 26, 2024
Notes, though precious, lose their grace
Once torn apart, they leave no trace.
Coins of rarest metals shine,
Their worth endures, a constant line.

If you hoard for value, true,
Make sure what you keep is solid through.
To gift a treasure, rich and fine,
Ensure it’s natural, by design.

To hold your worth and timeless be,
Stay solid, natural, and free.

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