showed your beautiful golden chains.
Of course you were free
to wear your valuable golden chains
your freedom included also that.
When you woke from your dream
was your bereaved chains already
polished and assessed before auctions
on the golden bourses in dreamland.
Now you weave a garland of flowers,
with your eyes closed, your mind open
and your face turned towards the golden sun.
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