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Money

Money
Flows like water
Like trickles
In a rambling brook
Through my fingers
Like quicksilver
Slowly evaporating
Into loose change
Then vanishes
Like a magicians trick
Now you see it
Now you don't!

by Jemia
Written by missjem56 (Jemia de Blondeville)
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