What have you made,
in this blending and mixing?
Alchemist you are far from,
yet a gold is made.
To create and release is all
you are given -
yet you cannot open your fist.
Let me help you.
We'll peel back your fingers,
one by one,
until your palm is open - what's there?
Empty? Gone already.
Or perhaps never there to begin.
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