I am a lottery ticket. Even without assurance, you bet on me. For years, you've been working hard and spending your money to give everything I need to win. You are not even ashamed to ask for other people's help for numbers, for recommendations and for office hands while I wait comfortably in outlets. I know I've given you so much hope and showed you I have potential at winning. It makes me proud that people believe in me but sometimes I wish I am a different set of numbers. When I think about being a lottery ticket, I wonder if I am worth the sweat and penny you earn or if I am worth the money I could bring to the family.
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Lottery Ticket
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