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Money With No Conscious

Rich in principle, but not in spirit The money flows so rapidly, similar to the tears Happiness can not be bought Every cent holds an ounce of sentiment Spending feelings and counting emotions Hurt heart with full pockets Unbalanced mind, sees no profit in unhappy work How can the rich feel so poor?

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