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Apr 2023
Stuff a bag full of dreams
God gave you another day

Stop the scrolls and streams
& try out a 1000 ways.

Life is something you made.
Whether we thought or prayed.

I was born to trade. I was to born trade.

No friends. No Phones.
Just me and charts alone.

Paused my life for a dream but It really pays,
I can show you a place.
Written by
Pluck
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