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Jul 2014
Money
is paper.
Just that-paper,
with preprinted images
on its surface
and preconceived notions
attached to its meaning.
But at its essence, that slip of paper,
it's not worth
your dignity    
your happiness    
your peace of mind.    
After all, paper is just made from trees,
and those are all over the world.
Go find some trees to wander within.
Find the true meaning of life.
7.12.14
AmberLynne
Written by
AmberLynne  Louisiana
(Louisiana)   
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