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Gems
A fleeting moment, yet so profound,
A touch that leaves us ever bound.
Though they may wander far and wide,
Their essence, forever, inside.
In hearts they dwell, those precious gems,
The ones who've left indelible prints.
Their shadows linger, in memories,
A testament to love's sweet decree.
For nothing we cherish is truly lost,
But lives on, in our souls, encoasted.
Like echoes of a melody divine,
In whispers of the heart, they intertwine.
So hold them close, these treasures of the heart,
For they're the truest, most precious part.
© Jerry