I’ve paved my path with gold, but the path lead to deception,
I filled my heart with love, but my heart ended up breaking,
I built my castle with all I had, but it crumbled under my tears,
I pressed on with all my hope, but I’m tired after all these years,
Like a vine on a trellis I’ll keep climbing even when things look bleak,
Like a dusty coin I’ll keep shining and one day I’ll find my peace.
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