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Nov 2013
Money makes the world go β€˜round.
When I see my future, all I can think is
How far I'm going to go in life.
It doesn't matter
Whoever stands in my way.
Without a second thought of
Doubts or second guesses.
There's no time for
Dwelling on the past.
My mind is only
Set on one level,
One single gear.
I've only ever been expected of
Success and excellence.
The money you make is the equivalent of your
motivation and drive.
Who even cares about
Material things and superficial desires?
I've helped turn the world into
What the future needs.
Now I see, love is
What makes the world go β€˜round.
Rebecca Paul
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Rebecca Paul  Pennsylvania
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