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Money

They say money is the root of all evil But without money our dream would crumble To man money is the path to all reason With or without it we won't be humble These colourful papers could tame the system A world where the rich strive Only the poor would be the victim Mankind would struggle to survive Money and man is like chemistry They slide together no penalty You can't have money without jealousy Broken bonds would damage you mentally Money can move mountain Or switch your heart to nothing

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