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To Show, Go and not to Know

Memories of a life are not diamonds as told
But, a baby to have
Is a smile worth more than any King's gold

Yet, still as much
It is such

That commonalities not be bartered, trade or sold

But life can be like a casino
Or a pawn shop in Reno
Both only stocked with weed, wine and liquor "To Go"

And while the three Lucky 7's for which you were praying
Never came in a row
It is only now what you seek
Is now what can never show

You once held her in your hands...
...She smiled
 But you just didn't know

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