Nothing to show, no remorse; a game I play, I’ll stay the course. Lottery ticket provides little luck, a pattern in which I am always stuck. A buck or two will fund grand dreams bigger than my wallet, or so it seems. Life-altering prize I have yet to win, I feel the greed, the shame and sin. Incomprehensible odds even greater than a multi-million-dollar jackpot. Hope is cheap, at least today. I will purchase another ticket and play again.
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