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Sometimes I think about paying someone to push me off a building. At least then I wouldn’t have to die by my own hand.

And people would do anything for money, right?
What a glorious world we live in. What a time to be alive.

Where peoples’ eyes are clouded with greed and are only able to categorize people by the differences in their income.

Money’s just paper, but it affects people like poetry

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