Vingt trois

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A piece of me is worth more than a million diamonds.

I'm available but not to be purchased.

Many have scoured the earth,

A few have fallen.

None yet to rise.

To understand that I'm not beneath the earth.

I'm right where I've always been.

To see that which is not there,

Gaze upon what is.

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