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Worth
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I spent so long
Waiting and wondering
To have this thing
In my heart's treasury
A well crafted roundel
With a head in the middle
That rule our world
With greed and insanity
Then i slipped in reality
And i fell in a pit of anxiety
My eyes are blinded
A palpable feeling of nervosity
No one can convince me
That this is not worthy
Now i want to live richly
But my pocket is empty
Rich and success will
Never increase my tier
But it can bloom
What is already there
My life is like a game
And this thing is my score
I will continue playing until
My world is still unbreathable
--
I spent so long
Waiting and wondering
To have this thing
In my heart's treasury
A well crafted roundel
With a head in the middle
That rule our world
With greed and insanity
Then i slipped in reality
And i fell in a pit of anxiety
My eyes are blinded
A palpable feeling of nervosity
No one can convince me
That this is not worthy
Now i want to live richly
But my pocket is empty
Rich and success will
Never increase my tier
But it can bloom
What is already there
My life is like a game
And this thing is my score
I will continue playing until
My world is still unbreathable
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