How bitter the taste of misery is when wealth is a dream.
The value of money becoming life
when the meaning of living ceases to exist.
Little are those who know what it means
to have everything without nothing.
What it means to share a crumb of bread
and still lean for the moon to shudder a smile with the stars.
Little do they know what it means to love; to really love.
The only kind of love a family can hold
where the luxury comes from time and
that alone worth more than a trip around the world,
for time is an adventure.
Green can buy space and power.
But what is more power
than the strength misery creates.
Being able to build memories off the struggles
and grow with experience.
Little do they know.
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