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My palm beholding pennies, from
Here
There
Everywhere; I was
remained quite
though not twice silent.
They move bearing holes
Solid and strong breathing out
shadows…
well they are shiny and new, but familiar to me

I keep them stored in my wallet
I feel them in my palm
At times their beauty sinks out; yet
solid metal remains!

a penny saved is a penny earned
friends come and come

they come and stay
if you let them
if you keep them.



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