Diamonds are because of pressure
From dirt from coal and things much lesser
Here and thanks to pressure.
For you my friends that think you’re lesser
Going through some unseen pressure Join me in this Toast to pressure
Honored now a valued treasure
From Dirt from coal I came from lesser Proof you see it will get better
So Cheers to all that freaking pressure
Brave thoughts about Diamond Reflective musings about Fight
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Jarold is a proud father who has never written a published work. This poem was written in the hopes that might help someone at the moment when they decide between right and wrong. Good or Evil
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