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Where the hot summer sun rises,
There you will find hidden jewels,
Awakened from garden beds,
In different colours they come,
Green, white and red,
With thier bitter-sweet taste,
They say red is the true jewel of all,
With its shinny glow and sweet as candy
There you will fine the red jewels,
Awaken from garden beds,
Surrounded by luscious greenery,
Hidden from the unseen eye
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