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The gem

I found a precious gem, enclosed it in my hand. It had the colour of blood after millions of years in the sand.

close up photo of a red gem
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I found a precious gem,

enclosed it in my hand.

It had the colour of blood

after millions of years in the sand.

I wonder were it came from

this fragile stone of mine.

Or if I’ll ever find something

to match it in my life.



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