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You admired me. Rubbed me between your fingers. Counted my worth. Kept me in your pocket Saved some money on the side, If I ever left you broke. Does a greedy man ever really love money? Or does he love what it can do for him.
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Nov 4, 2025
Nov 4, 2025 at 2:55 PM UTC
Greed
You admired me. Rubbed me between your fingers. Counted my worth. Kept me in your pocket Saved some money on the side, If I ever left you broke. Does a greedy man ever really love money? Or does he love what it can do for him.
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Nov 4, 2025
Nov 4, 2025 at 2:55 PM UTC
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