the tortured poets department (rojie’s version)

Multiple losses have plagued this year.
How many more? A question I fear.

A possible change in my career (not by choice) is in the future.
It causes me to pause because I’m so unsure.

This will break up our happy little family, our bond.
I don’t know what to do…I go round and round.

We play the lotto, praying, and hoping.
Daydreaming about the billions and millions, delusionary thinking.


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