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A glimmer of silver, a glint of gold,
Whispers of kindness, in the tales told,
For in this vessel, a world's gratitude,
A currency of appreciation, never subdued.
It speaks of moments, big and small,
Of generosity's dance, where hearts enthrall,
A token of thanks, gesture pure,
A beacon of warmth, forever endure. 1 reply
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