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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from A Heap O' Livin' by Edgar A. Guest: Little chap, you cannot guess
All your sum of happiness;
Little value do you place
On your sunburned freckled face;
And if some shrewd fairy came
Offering sums of gold and fame
For your summer days of play,
You would barter them away
And believe that you had made
There and then a clever trade.
Time was we were boys like you,
 A Heap O' Livin' |