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Apr 2016
There's no retirement
When there is no career

And all this fuss
About money

I find it quite queer

I can barely support myself
But that's okay

I'll rely on the
Goodwill of others

And put "hard work"
Off another day

Dollar isn't
Worth much anymore

The grid goes down
And life will be
A big chore

What would
You like your last
Experience on earth
To be?

I just want
A female friend
To love
And hug me
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
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