clench your teeth and bear the journey,
for they say that there is money to
be made at the rainbow's edge
and while you trail onward in exhaustion
you entertain the thought that this
could all be a ruse or a rumor

could you handle a force-fed reality?
I reckon you would rather save
your parched throat for lakes of wealth

a week later, I came upon your
collapsed body on the way back.

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