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It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.
Each morning I appear to lie at your feet, all day I follow no matter how fast you run. Yet I nearly perish in the midday sun.
Mary's child slept in one of these
A person's greatest asset.
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