In shadows deep, I watched it soar,
YIIN promised riches, dreams of more.
But Halloween came with tricks and plight,
My hopes turned to ghosts in the chilling night.
Beneath the moon, the charts did dive,
Once bright ambitions, now barely alive.
Yet still I cling to the flicker of fate,
Praying for fortunes before it’s too late.
In this haunted game of risk and gain,
May the spirits of markets ease my pain.
With faith in the dawn, I hold on tight,
Hoping for blessings by ...