Amidst the charts and numbers' endless dance, I yearn to break free, take a fleeting chance. For every penny stock that lingers in the shade, I'm tempted to declare it a loss, a path well-paved.
But then, a glimmer, a press release so bright, I glimpse the future, a guiding light. In those words, I find hope anew, For DM's journey, its dreams, they are true.
In the world of EV and AI's grand scheme, DM's ambitions, like a flowing stream, They whisper softly, "Patience, my friend, Good things take time, on this we depend."
So, I step back from the charts and fears, Embrace the horizon, dry my tears. For in the long-term, where dreams reside, DM's destiny, it shall not hide.
In the tapestry of investments we weave, A reminder that patience, we must believe, For like a phoenix, from the ashes it'll rise, DM's story unfolds, under vast, open skies.
LET ANALYTICSGPT COME NOW