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I have in my hands two boxes, which God gave me to hold.
He said, "Put all your sorrows in the black, and all your joys in the gold." But though the gold became heavier each day, With curiosity, I opened the black, I wanted to find out why. I showed the hole to God, and mused aloud,
I asked, "God, why give me the two boxes,
"My child, the gold is for you to count your blessings, We should consider all of our friends a blessing.
A ball is a circle, no beginning, no end.
Today I pass the friendship ball to you.
--Author
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