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Laugh At It

Look what the god of the money has done. It has taken from us the spirit of love and the spirit of fun. Look around the world, and what do you see? People filled with hate, sadness, and misery. How long will this be allowed to go on? When will the truth see the lies that make right wrong? A god that has no life, no heart, no soul--a god that offers nothing but a pile of gold. What kind of god is this, to obey? One that does nothing or has nothing to say. One that controls the human race, one that's on everybody's mind and on every tongue with a face. If I were an alien who came here and saw this, the only thing I could do is laugh at it.

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