The treasure, the beauty
We do not see
The worth and value
It means to thee
Nothing is cherished
No memory is saved
Till all is lost
Then you realize
What you once possessed
Is more than just an item
Too bad it's too late
Your sorrow is great
Next time you'll cherish it
Before all is lost
We do not see
The worth and value
It means to thee
Nothing is cherished
No memory is saved
Till all is lost
Then you realize
What you once possessed
Is more than just an item
Too bad it's too late
Your sorrow is great
Next time you'll cherish it
Before all is lost
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