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Apr 2018
Cash is mandatory for existence,
Using currency to survive life.

Money can’t buy me purpose,
A feeling that thrives in the soul.

Seeking out meaning that’s priceless,
Causes which gold can’t purchase.

Time is mostly spent on forming reason,
Even finding dedicated motives at work.

Wealth is secondary to devoted ambitions,
Achieving trails that secure avenues of intent.
Michael LoMonaco
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Michael LoMonaco  35/M/New York City
(35/M/New York City)   
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