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Sep 2016

Once I was filled with greed.
I thought money is everything we need.
I thought it will help me succeed.
Oh, **** my creed.
Now I am living like a dead.
Till yesterday
Money was the only thing in my head.
When they are inside of me, they breed.
They filled my mind with greed.
They became the color of my blood.
And now when I bleed
I see these crazy thoughts that need to be freed.
I needed to escape from this deadly ****.
So I rushed towards the door at full speed.
I pushed the **** to open the door.
From the other side, it was locked.
I tried a few times more.
But it stayed locked.
More than a thousand times I knocked.
It did not open.
But my heart it woken.
My heart is the key, I realized it that moment.
And the door opened without a key.
No more I'm living just to make money.
Now I see the world more clearly.
So I decided
A good human being I'm going to be.
And the very next moment I met the real me.
He was the one who locked the door from inside.
Now he is free.
No more he needs to hide.

Anonymous Tip
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