My art is the pillar of gold upon which I ascend into light and bliss. My mind is the tool by which I carve the elegant cities of my artistic domain, tantalizing millions day after day, grinning with the happiness I bring and, in turn, am granted. My creativity grows and grows, and while I plow the fields of my passions, gold sprouts from the ground all around me. My entire life is a garden of wonder.
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