The pot of gold
The shining for the mind
It reaches into your soul
You never can get away
You try hard to find
You work day and night
You dream of the pot of gold
So you want to live an easy life
On the bus stand
The feel the familiar hungry
Of an easy life
Why wait under the sun?
In the office you hear
The gossips of the pot of gold
The glitter fooling the mind
The easy way to live a life
But it is true?
As you step your way
You dream to reach the stars
Twinkling teasing your eyes
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