Poem -
Just a Riddle
I am devourer of the earth;
I lessen all things worth;
I deliver men to their riding;
All will yeild to my bidding;
I have no value to permit;
Yet all name me exquisite;
My presence never began;
Everlasting is my lifespan;
what am I?
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