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Sep 2023
Friends
You see no bravery
In me
Because I am afraid
To end up poor
Like the people
That  are sleeping
On the street of
Toronto
Also friend
I am always being
Very careful with my money
I never go over my budget
When I buy something
Like clothes from the
Second-hand store
I also don’t see anything wrong
In buying second-hand clothes
Yes friend the second-hand clothes
That I bought a while ago
I am wearing every single day
And I must say that it is my style
Of clothes
Friends
Don’t call me cheap
Because you would be
Insulting me
And I must say that
I hate to be insulted  by you
Friends
Yes friends
My parents are not alive
Anymore
They are dead
Also, they left an inheritance
For me
That inheritance is not even
Enough to live
I have that money in my account
Locked away for my retirement
Also, I can’t take it out before I am
65 years old
Also friends
Please don’t let me die alone
Because I am afraid to die alone
aldo kraas
Written by
aldo kraas  60/M/Toronto
(60/M/Toronto)   
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