dream was not over love,
or a broken heart
but
about not
having work the next day.
without
work,
without pay,
it all crumbled.
there was no safety net,
no trust
fund,
no mother or father
with a nickel to their name.
there would be no
food,
no shelter, nothing to drink.
no gas
for the car if you had one.
you figured that out
early life,
at the age of twelve
or thirteen.
get a job.
keep a job, press on.
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