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I stayed where the forks sparkled.I ordered like a king.I ate like a dog.But nothing changed.Not the sky. Not them. Not ...

Gold touched my eyes,but not my soul.The towers stood,but I didn’t lean.I ate where the forks shined,but the silence fel...

Seven nights,nine golden days.I rose in towersthat scraped the heat.Velvet halls,plates that sparkled,beds that swallowe...

They built it on sand,but it stands like gold.No income tax,no inheritance toll.Gold flows—from vault to heir.They don’t...

No passport needed, just the tide,A sushi tray and stars beside.Four stars above, the sea below,And all of Fukuoka set a...

I rose, not ran, to where gold sleeps,A city loud, but silence keeps.Five stars above, and foam within,I dined in peace ...

—I saw the gold, but stayed foam—They wore their gold like second skin,Each step a show, each glance a win.The city scre...

I faced the mountain of green,More forest than food it seemed.But I took my fork like a sword of pride,And with each bit...

A bubble is not gone—just waiting where memory breathes.Not the past, not a dream,but a place time forgot to end.It hold...

I didn’t end today.I just let it float—a thought,a step,a tiny thing that smiled.The sea didn’t ask,but still,I left my ...