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Treasures Reclaimed

In shadows where secrets dared to hide, A gleam of fortune placed aside, The stories weave of journeys bold, In silence speaks what treasures hold. From depths obscured, the light will bloom, Restitution spells through darkened gloom, For every sparkle lost to night, Shall dance anew in morning's light.

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Treasures Reclaimed