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Poem, as I posted to WritersCafe:

For me these gifts you sought
But before I would take them
You know that I would not
Trade my heart for your gem

It won’t make me live the age
Or make my blood flow within
It is laid in a golden cage
Wrapped around my skin

Not a gem alone makes me shine
But if your heart instead I kept
I would cherish it like mine
Your diamond I would accept