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Standing stoically in silence among the crowds,
A well where wishes are made

Holding the substace of glittering coins,
but empty of the power to make

The dreams and hopes of those who wish to change their lives each day
It only echos the clink of their money as they toss it carelessly away

A serene place for souls who put their trust in wells
Dropping coins, dreams are told, as their riches fall toward hell

Love may blossom at its mouth where the light of day is seen
And dreams may be answered from up there, by those that have the means

Many souls may visit and sit upon its seats
Not knowing that the well is nothing, but a hole thats very deep

Most will leave as they have come, lonely, empty, and needing to be filled
If they would only look up, instead of down, they soul would be thrilled

But when they leave their trust in wells they are resting in their sin
The well they visited and sat upon will be silent once again