The Most Precious Thing


For all the glittering gold
That burns 'Neath mountains deep
For all the sparkling gem
Growing next to molten earth 
For all the silken gown 
Gracing lord and lady
It could not be sold
However temptingly I am bribed
It shall not be given up
For it is the thing that sets me free
Amongst the silver clouds
For it opens my eyes to the beauty of the world
Like no rose ever could
For it is the one thing I cannot live without
Yes, the heart I have stolen from you
Is the most precious thing I could ever have


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