TO LOSE IS COMMON; TO FIND.ISN'T UNCOMMON
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something precious inadvertantly lost
unbridled anxiety is the.inevitable cost
composure - must for loss to bear-
often helps to find a way out that is clear
good samaritans everywhere, often strangers
with a kind smile, ask 'is there any danger'?
later, when the thing is fortuitously found
the lucky people in euphoria bound
it then dawns - even strangers do care
when a fellow human is in despair
to offer help when nearby, one.is.in a pickle
shall.forever be our golden principle
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