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It rises still through shifting sand,A question carved by ancient hand.No clock, no coin, no voice remains—Just silence ...

A balcony tub with steaming grace,The Pyramid floats in timeless space.A rooftop meal, the stars unfold—No need for silv...

The horns all shout, the lanes collapse,Dust rises high, then time elapse.The sidewalk blends with goat and man,No rules...

No coins, no screens, no barks remain—Just sweat and breath and silent flame.A dip, a pause, the world lets go,And foam ...

A twitch, a tick, the market blinks,You sniff the winds, not what it thinks.No chase for gold, no hungry howl—Just tiny ...

A coin is tossed into the breeze,Not for the win, but mind at ease.The odds may shift, the numbers blur,Yet hope still w...

A bubble grows with want inside,It shimmers where the longings hide.Not all that barks is meant to chase,Some foam just ...

A price on dreams, a tag on time,They sell the bark, but not the climb.You chase the coin, it floats away—Yet wagging ta...

I chose the path with no clear name, No map, no prize, no quest for fame. Just wagging steps through fog and light, Each...

We walked not fast, nor far, nor wide—just paw in hand, with time our guide.No diamond rings, no grand café,just wagging...