I found the key to good fortune
In an abandoned treasure chest,
And I searched its very remains
To find the treat of an open breast.
Within the core, I found its soul,
Which shone brighter than any I've known.
Although, I've been here many a times,
I know that this is something whole.
It's not a fault, it's not a lie,
It's not a filthy little worm;
This core of total purity
And has begun to take its form.
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