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Oct 2013
I know you're weary, my friend
But the day is almost new
It may not be what you hope for
But you will make it thru.

I cannot wish for anything
But wealth upon your dreams.
Riches any normal man
Will probably never see.

A humble home
With an easy heart,
The wisdom to walk away
Before a fire starts,
Knowing how to choose
What you need and what you don't,
Taking care of loved ones
And a family of your own.

Money is not the value
No,
Wealth lies within your soul,
Reach down and grab it
Live a life that's full.

You can fill your pockets,
But money can't fill your heart,
Be rich, my friend

     And
         Set
    Yourself
       Apart.
I haven't written anything lately that I actually like, kind of have a little writers block..
Andrew Durst
Written by
Andrew Durst  Tarentum, PA.
(Tarentum, PA.)   
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