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May 2019
Ever since I can remember,
I've always wanted to be rich.
My parents were degenerates who worshipped money
And so they made me worship the almighty dollar.
To them, having wealth was better than actually being wealthy,
But I knew better.
I knew in my heart of hearts that money could only buy
The things you could do without.
Money can make your life comfortable,
Yet it can't make life worth living.

So if you want to be rich without a dime in your pocket,
If you want to walk into a room and make it glow,
If you want to live a happy life full of love and happiness,
Forget money and instead set your sights on actual treasure.
Maybe then you'll see the beauty in life
That money can't help but destroy.
Marla
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Marla  24/F/Seattle
(24/F/Seattle)   
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