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Sometimes I feel like some sort of gold being
I'm some sort of metal that only has purpose when someone needs something
And people wouldn't chase after me if it wasn't for greed
If it wasn't for the purchasing of some sort of peace
And my hopes and dreams are put on display for all to see
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