The day resets
The bath grows cold
He’s no regrets
Said life is love
But mostly debts
Let luck manifold
And you’ll have no sweats
Little gold
Cuz I stole success
And you cannot fold

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

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I do hail from the deep Deep South

Yep.

The Matrix is broken

The glitch took me to a place I’d never been before

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