I am silver, I'm shiny, soft,
Prone to turn ugly and black.
I am silver. People consider me special.
valuable, worthy. Some, though,
think I'm old-fashioned, out-dated.
I am not perfect, but I have value.
I am neither better nor worse
than lights, but I am what I am
and I have the value I was intended to have.
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