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Key of gold that one can ever find, Nestled afar the darkest minds, One who hearts it will ever meet, Windows and doors guarded by thorns. Less is what one gets in a life,though Eternal is what heavens cry of the Daring souls that run with it, Glowing in the darkness of the darkest hours, Ever and ever is the golden one.

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