The city attracts
The honey-comb surrounds
Every type of character
The city of gold mine
Living in her flow
Bite the bullets staying afloat
Do all kinds of work
Don't tell the people back home
The city never sleeps
The waking hours every day
The hunters of many types
All want the pot of gold
The spices of life
The city churns out plenty
The light and dark characters
Remember your root....
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