Think Your Own
Remember all rich only.
And we love the poor only.
All the riches are crazy and fame licences.
We are the lover of love and
the crazy people of the poor.
All love understand the money.
And we die daily on love only.
All the junkies are crazy and are unknowingly dead.
We are living for life and are excused from death.
Everything is wanted to get everything.
We know that one day everything has to go away.
Everyone is unaware of knowing.
We are not even surprised even by life.
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