Oscar Auliq-Ice Poems

I am sorry for the pain I've caused
For the wounds that still haven't paused
The hurtful words that I have said
The tears that you have shed
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We gild our days with restless gold,
Chasing coins that slip through time,
Faces polished, young or old,
Mirrors whispering their rhyme.
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The wheels of commerce turn and spin,
A complex system, a game to win,
Money flows in a ceaseless stream,
A juggernaut, a capitalist dream.
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Amidst the hustle and bustle of daily life,
Lies a force that can cause both joy and strife,
It's the economy that we all rely upon,
To provide us with wealth, jobs and a sense of dawn.
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The economy is like an ocean vast,
Where ebbs and flows mark each day's contrast,
Money flows like waves upon the shore,
And jobs and industries seek to explore.
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Amidst the winds of change and fate,
The economy doth fluctuate,
A force so mighty and so great,
Determining the state of every nation's fate.
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The economy, a force of great might
A complex web, woven tight
Of markets, goods, and services, all
In constant flux, rise and fall
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The wheels of commerce turn and spin,
A dance of supply and demand begin,
The pulse of the economy beats on,
A rhythm that can never be gone.
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The world awaits with open arms,
A tapestry of sights and charms.
From mountaintops to ocean deep,
There's beauty all around to keep.
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In the depths of night, when all is still,
And the moon casts shadows on the hill,
My heart sings out a lonely tune,
As I dream of brighter days to come soon.
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