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Jul 2013
I can't pretend to imagine your world.
I've never been there.
And you have never been in mine.

Perfect example, is a person of wealth.
Who has never been poor?
What would you know about survival?
If you've never been there before.
Plus, what would I know about yours?

We both could make promises of things we would do.
But would we, unless required too.

Someone that instantly becomes wealthy gives back.
Maybe, a little more than maybe the wealthy does.
They seem more concern with image and the production of their investments

And upholding the family name.

Maybe, we all come from a different world of self survival.
And just might be a slight different when we really are the same.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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