If I were summoned to create a treasure, I would take:
the scent of fresh, forgiving rain,
the last cruel and cripling cry of humanity,
and the rush of luscious leaves in the wind,
an ancient book from Hogwarts’ library,
the chime of tall and wise Big Ben,
and the defiant quack of a mother duck,
the precious, pristine purr of Crookshanks,
the magnificent, mysterious ring from Frodo’s rucksac,
and the unease of the dark.
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