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Jul 2016
If I worked 40 hours a week
I'd still be dirt poor

Yes
I'm aware
There is no money
There is never any money
Mary

The government
Has no money

Our country is broke

There is no money
No jobs
No money

No future

And so
I will do the minimum

So put the money in
And then there will be
Money there

One day I will inherit
The moneys

I don't care
Do you ******* get it

I'm spending every moment
Of every day
The way I want to!

And I don't care
About the 'money"
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
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