The real estate is
Worth a fortune, but we are
Mostly worthless, now
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D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Comments (7)
Sense of disillusionment and loss. Your words are always so impactful, DJ! 💌
Whoaaaa, so few words that packed a hugeeeee punch! I loved it!
wow
Ooof this landed with quite the punch
Worthless? With that pad? Split the money? We're millionaires! We may hate each other but we're minted!
Ouch. That's a powerful punch.
Aww. This was short, but had a lot of emotions in it. I love it.