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Feb 2020
Am already a millionaire in my mind so am planning my will
You there in the corner you in need of a dime
I think now I have more than enough it won't remain a dime.

Foolish spending got me checking my pocket for bills
Stacking the paper don't get angry for am missing my bills.

Second share is always the largest my eyes closed hoping for a call
Mouth agape don't look my way tears sprinkling on my face
Hate to admit my twisted will is just like a bell hanging on my face.
Holding on to a new way to my existence
Written by
Mark kenny  27/M/Nigeria
(27/M/Nigeria)   
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