A Veiled Fortune
Mortals need some patience
For it may not happen soon,
A boon from the heavens
And their ultimate fortune.
When they would be bestowed
A treasure trove none can share,
Which others would envy
But none that I know would dare.
Men want to be upscale
And wish those wealthy be near,
They’d find both in graveyards
For the opulent live here!
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