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It has been said that a penny found heads up on the ground is a fortune of good luck. The rain pours while the thoughts in their heads carves out of the pavements.
They told us we would never make it this far but if they could see how they look now. Like pinpricks of blood, dried and hardened, that were long ago shed and long since forgotten. And growing up we were always told,
Us We ask it for a cause we don't always understand mostly replied by a shaking head or a troubled sigh “Maybe later, the economy is tough, times are rough, I already give enough.”
There was a guy named Lenny, who once found a penny. He looked at the ground, then turned with a frown, because there wasn't any.