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What's worth right now
What worth these moments
Gather your tales
Your stories you sing
Of jestered hearts
Willing to lay dormant
For a remedy to ring
Would you not hold me
Is only the trophy of my name of worth
The honor to say I'm yours
The passion the lays behind doors
Paten your careless gestures
For fool's gold
Can be sold
Yet the restless mind
Cannot be controlled
Manage the expectation
Of endless tokens
Journeys are written in blood
Warriors hardened
By years
Love earned .


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