Dwelling in the past, memories never last.
Work for a better day, slave for a better pay.
Keep your eyes open wide because there is always something to hide.
Wish upon the stars to keep your hopes of getting money alive. But throw a coin to the wishing well and you'll find a dime.
What am I saying? Does it make sense? Am I just babbling or I making cents?
Far from sight, chasing a flight.
~ 25/6/12 ~
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