
In lands where the sun first kisses the earth,
A gem of nature, both rich and mirth.
Born from fire’s heart, yet cool to touch,
Guards secrets of ancient, wisdom-filled clutch.
From deserts vast, it rises with grace,
In tales and legends, it has a place.
A symbol of power, in jewels it gleams,
Yet, in the hands of artisans, humble dreams.
What am I, that’s born in the scorching heat?
Answer me now, seal our fate.
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