Fallow 298
The sun was shining
Already sunshine passing
In blink of an eye
Is it a surprise
That a date might be spoken
And nerves overtake
What of work today?
I'm in a gambling mood
Let coin flip decide
Thanksgiving coming
January still in sites
But some days are rough
Still this hump is climbed
Despite its inelegance
And potential lost
I get paid tonight
Chips come down and settle up
Then blinders come on
Turning on a dime
To finish this twisted race
Started long ago
Is it all my fault?
Money used to choke one out
A false scarcity?
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