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Three friends, three minds, just three of us
Forged new on metal drawn from dust
The rust, the dents they all go down
To smeld to alloy for the glimm'ring crown

The crown we made for the bond we share
Which shines so bright, beyond compare
But metals do tarnish , and lose their shine
Will it, like corrosion, eventually decline ?

But it's steel, not iron that forms our crown
Shiny, glimm'ring treasure that turns not brown
adorned with jewels, a-sparkling like stars
strong and sturdy and which never will char

Throughout the ages, this crown shall live
to our joy and laughter it'll always give
Richer than the fortunes of queens and kings
lives this crown of friendship, above all things

Let's not forget the point I'm trying to state
For steel to be stainless, some sacrifices to make
And through the very rust which covers its face
True luster we sought after will eventually surface
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