Liquid gold
From a secret mine
Hidden deep underground
White clouds perched
So delicately
Atop its perfect surface
Awaiting their chance to float free.
They know the secret.
Gold is but an illusion
Given power by the minds of men.
Flowing so plentiful for them
Before it recedes again
They make glass walls
To cage the beast
A door that can only be opened with my lips
The key
If you listen to the golden siren call
And open the door to set it free
You become prisoner
Of the golden power that fills thee.


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