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The
money
The
smell of richness
In
your eyes in your mind
It
never fails to get you going
The
money on the tree
It's
the golden fleece of modern exchanges
Without
it you can't move along
You
sleep on it dreaming to reach there
Day
and night the dilemma
The
rich and poor will face it
Too
much of it you lose your freedom
Without
it you are a vagabond
The
money dilemma
Some
will kill to get it
Others
will give it away
To
atone for their sins
The
money
The
web of tentacles
Know
the truth
Play
the honest game
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