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Cradle of Hope

In the shallow ground

A treasure was found

It was not gold

Nor silver

But it made joy abound

It made me quiver

Yes, it made me shiver

In the shallow ground

Lay a precious jewel

A seedling

So small and pure

In the earth’s lore

Lay a fragile seedling

Ready to bear its fruits

For all to loot

In the shallow ground

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