The Moon screams, “A jackpot! Let millions rain down!”
Saturn yells, “Save it! Don’t lose what you’ve found!”
One dreams of a fortune, a life without fright,
The other checks balances late into the night!
Oh, bring on the windfall, the big money show!
Let worries pack up and let freedom flow!
But wait—is one crore enough to feel free,
Or will ten more crores hold the key?
Chase that big breakthrough, let fortunes take flight,
Let gold-plated dreams set the darkness alight!
But answer this riddle when millions appear—
Will money defeat fear, or will fear still be here?
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