Gold

I found a cloth.

An old, musty, yellow cloth.

It was gross, covered in dried mud and tears.

No one would buy it when I tried to sell it.

It wasn't worth anything.

It wasn't even worth a dime or a penny.

It wasn't even worth someone's time.

For some reason, I decided to keep that old muddy cloth.

It took time, and a lot of hard work but eventually I cleaned it.

When all the grime was gone, and it shimmered in my hand.

No longer a disgusting yellow

It was the color of a beautiful gold.

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