Better Than Good
It can’t be bought,
So it can’t be sold.
It can be felt,
But it’s not to be held.
It’s something true
and never dies down.
It makes you wonder
And think on your feet.
Always something new
And always up beat.
It’s hidden deep down
And it takes time to find.
And thats all because
It’s better than good.
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