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Monopoly Of Life

Staying focused on the past
Means never passing GO
2 hundred dollars won't last
If one proceeds that slow

The money only flows
After we throw the dice
Sometimes it'll grow
Other times it'll slice

Like mice on wheels
To heal, we gotta move
At times, the journey's uphill
Yet we still must groove

It behooves of us all
To keep moving & grooving
Gotta stand up tall
Or fall to expiring
Written by da_poetic-edifier (Damon)
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