The Unquenchable Thirst That Consumes the Heart and Soul

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Beneath the gilded sky, a shadow looms,
A hunger deep, insatiable as night.
It whispers dreams of opulence and dooms,
A flame that burns with ever-blinding light.

In gardens lush with gold, it plants its seed,
Promising a world of endless gain.
Yet, in its wake, it leaves a haunting need,
A barren land where only echoes reign.

The grasping hands that reach for more and more,
Find only air, ephemeral and thin.
For greed, a tempest on a barren shore,
Consumes the soul, yet never lets one win.

Oh, gentle heart, beware its siren call,
For in its web, all joy and peace will fade.
Seek not the hollow treasures that enthrall,
But find the wealth in love and kindness laid.

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