To have you, everyone fight,
As you bring, darkness to light.
With a small paper you are made,
But you can make one's life to fade.
For a poor you are a dream,
Without u everybody scream.
It only depends on us, to choose,
In a right or a wrong way, to use.
So money is only a part of our life,
And only by hard work it will hike.
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