After The Snap

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WHAT PROFIT...Written night of lottery

What profits a man to gain the whole world

Yet lose his soul.

Since you left my world has spiraled

In turmoil, out of control.

To date again or not to date at all

A blue, melancholy is unavoidable

Regrets sure I’ve got some.

With this winning lottery ticket

What pain could I erase if won?

What profit? I’ll tell you tomorrow.

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