I’m more than a number

Dear Friend, 

I am Mr. Richard Wahl, the mega winner of $533M USD in Mega Millions Jackpot, I'm donating to 5 random individuals. If you receive my email then your email was selected after a spin ball. I have spread most of my wealth over a number of charities and organizations. I have voluntarily decided to donate the sum of $10M USD to you as you are one of the selected 5, to verify my winnings please see the youtube page below. 

WATCH HERE: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tne02ExNDrw 

THIS IS YOUR OWN CODE: [ 0043035] 

Reply with the CODE [0043035] to this email:( Michaeldreiw@hotmail.com). He will process the delivery you just follow his instruction to help you receive. 

Contact my Financial Team head My Personal Assistant Name: Mr Michael Lucas. Email: Michaeldreiw@hotmail.com 

Hope to put a smile on your face and that of your family. 

Richie, Richie,
Mega millions swirl, a roulette wheel in the cosmos,
Your dollars dance like fireflies in the midnight haze,
And here I am, just a speck in the universe,
Caught in the whirl, the electric hum of chance.

Ten million, you say?
Oh man, that’s a number that echoes,
In the alleys of dreams and the basements of fears,
But cash, man, it’s a funny thing,
A ticket to freedom, or a chain on the soul?

The wheel spins, numbers fall like rain,
0043035, a code, a key, a door to what?
Richie, you’re a dealer in fortunes,
But can you deal in peace?
Can you buy the silence of a troubled mind,
Or the warmth of a heart that’s been cold too long?

See, I’ve seen the greenbacks float on rivers of tears,
Heard the songs of those who thought they’d found the key,
But man, the lock’s rusty, the door’s jammed,
And on the other side, it’s just another room,
With another window, looking out at the same old sky.

Mr. Michael Lucas, the gatekeeper,
The man with the golden keys,
You say he’ll open the vault,
Let the river flow,
But does he know the current,
The undertow that drags you down,
Even as you think you’re floating high?

Grateful, man, I’m grateful,
For the twist of fate, the cosmic joke,
But ambivalence is the name of the game,
‘Cause money, it’s a shadow,
Here one minute, gone the next,
And what’s left is the echo,
The beat, the rhythm of the heart,
That’s what keeps us going,
That’s what keeps us real.

So yeah, I’ll walk down this road,
0043035 in my pocket,
But I won’t chase the green,
Won’t let it lead me by the nose,
‘Cause life, man, life’s the real deal,
The ups, the downs, the in-betweens,
That’s where the treasure lies,
In the cracks, the crevices,
The spaces between the notes.

So I’ll take your offer, Richie,
But I won’t bow to it,
Won’t let it define me,
‘Cause I’m more than a number,
More than a dollar sign,
I’m a soul on a journey,
A poet in the wind,
And that, man, that’s worth more than
all the jackpots in the world.

Beat on, brother, beat on.