The Sparkling Emerald

A numb determination
Consumes me as I seek
Hope
For a bright future
As I count the change
in my pocket.
Struggling, working,
Fighting
my way to a better tomorrow,
Fingers stretch out to touch
That sparkling emerald,
I realise that I have become

A failed Gatsby.

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