If money fell from trees 🌳💸
Like falling leaves. 🍂🌳💸
Ancient tree watches...
golden bills scatter...sate souls -
Like quiet hunger
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Nature's quiet dream
Falling like silver...watching
Souls chase what won’t stay.
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Golden coins scatter
Tempting abundance of joy
Dreams flitting away
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Coins clink in the breeze,
each one a siren’s promise -
branches bend to song.
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Temptation's tree sighs
Shadowy figures swirl...laugh,
Ancient wind absconds
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Gleeful silent ghosts
pluck gold fruits before they fall -
Time steals all away.
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Amber dreams descend -
whispers of wealth on the wind,
Gold melting to time.
About the Creator
Novel Allen
Existing in mist and shadow. Neutrally Abstract.
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