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The sun above, it sees the way,through every night, through every day.No deed can hide, no shadow stay,the cosmic ledger...

Science weighs the things we find,yet bubbles drift beyond the mind.Five percent, the measured stream,ninety-five flows ...

For fourteen coins and thirty more,a feast awaits, a boundless shore.No crown of gold, no pricey fame,yet worlds unite w...

Life’s a stage beside the sea,whispers rise and steady me.Curtains lift with cola’s spark,roles unfold from dawn to dark...

My wallet thins with every play,yet stars record what slips away.Two ledgers run, both night and day,one shows the loss,...

A bowl of noodles, firm and bright,a plate of rice to match the bite.No golden coin, no lavish spend,yet joy arrives, my...

Every door cannot be mine,one I open, the rest decline.Freedom’s weight is sharp, not light,a step ahead, the others nig...

Quality time is the real gold.Not the gold, nor fleeting fame, but moments lived that light the flame.A walk, a laugh, a...

Zen is not in what you keep,but what you drop, both wide and deep.Subtract the noise, subtract the fight,and what remain...

To feel the heat, is to know the fire.To taste the cold, is to drink the sea.To hear the silence, is to touch the soul.T...