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Keep all your treasures

I don't feed on gold

I want to find my place in life

and then grow old

Though my possessions

all fell victim to the mold

I still have plenty to my name

but nothing you can hold


No, I don't need your bling

No, I don't want your cash

So let me dance and sing

until we'll turn to ash


Don't buy me jewels

I'll just throw them in the lake

I thought by now you would

have learned from that mistake

Don't spin the same old wheel

which I have come to break

I've slept for half my life

but now I feel awake


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