The Gem With the Miner
He searched the mines for a gem.
Much ado about nothing but came something.
In the mine, he found this one pearl,second to none,what he came for.
Is this living in a fool's paradise?
"No ours is a forgone conclusion" he said to her as he stared.
She leaned back in a miner's hand, waiting to be cut,soon to be polished. At last she smiled at his intuitions.
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