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The Treasure

We each are given treasure
But we must undertake the hunt
There is no map to guide the way

Scattered to the four winds
I dug the deepest holes
Fell into many pitfalls
Followed dead-end roads
Wandered in the desert for years

But one day, the miracle arrived
A priceless gift was found
This treasure awaits us all
In the Labyrinth of Life
The moment we stumble upon the secret path

Our soul, more precious than gold,
Shining in all her glory
Pure, radiant, innocent, and free

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