Michael Collins
Chill.
Michael, an ace, is chosen as he is in chains. He has loans.
He has no chance.
As is a case on all, he is also close in on a lie.
His line in a scam: Alone in a machine, he chases miles, miles, miles.
His claim? Millions.
He cashes in.
He smiles as millions came.
All hail Michael, a machine.
His sin, his shame?
A lie.
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