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An ornament or a treasure?

You often keep watching me,
Who am I really?
Am I that important?
Often you hide me from others!

And keep in the most secured place,
Am I an ornament or a treasure?
I see the way your eyes glitter,
And your lips smile involuntarily,

Do you love me that much?
But I hate it when you keep me,
In the dark,confining me,
In your brown leather wallet!

Kavitha Patchamalai

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