Her friendship is as sweet as it is sour,
The comfort she provides is in disguise.
And her heart is clearly made out of lies,
For she may well appear to have power,
Yet the joy she brings only lasts an hour.
Indeed her beauty and charm fill your eyes
But beware for your greed and pride will rise.
Then, the soul of your life she will devour.
To the weak, she reveals hope, faith, and dreams.
To the strong, she displays glory and fame.
But she fools us with her spells, so fatal,
More overwhelming than it ever seems.
However she cannot take all the blame,
Seeing that her company is vital.
(answer: Gold)
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