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Millionaires down on our luck that’s the story, isn’t it? With one lucky chance or a gold watch found in a yard sale to propel us to the heights of hob-nobbery, this time next year, yeah? Another item on the unwritten list known by those that were born to know is that luck is a commodity like any other bought and sold by ‘families’ who hoard it, a surfeit beyond any lifetime’s need, releasing just enough so we all see it and believe it to be in reach Unless the stars aligned when you were born chances are you won't be on the List and you can make a good fist of work and burn your very soul in an effort to reach that goal yet when you burst your heart for the win the posts have shifted and you’ll lie spent looking at expensive leather shoes or highly polished boots as they step over you Work and noise are not enough when the system itself serves the few work and noise are not enough for things to get better for all and unshackle luck no justice, no peace
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Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 2:42 PM UTC
A little luck
Millionaires down on our luck that’s the story, isn’t it? With one lucky chance or a gold watch found in a yard sale to propel us to the heights of hob-nobbery, this time next year, yeah? Another item on the unwritten list known by those that were born to know is that luck is a commodity like any other bought and sold by ‘families’ who hoard it, a surfeit beyond any lifetime’s need, releasing just enough so we all see it and believe it to be in reach Unless the stars aligned when you were born chances are you won't be on the List and you can make a good fist of work and burn your very soul in an effort to reach that goal yet when you burst your heart for the win the posts have shifted and you’ll lie spent looking at expensive leather shoes or highly polished boots as they step over you Work and noise are not enough when the system itself serves the few work and noise are not enough for things to get better for all and unshackle luck no justice, no peace
drunkenkind
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Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 2:42 PM UTC
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