What will you take with you when your life passes by? You have to have the best that money can buy. Material gain is all you cared about. You poor lost soul, you never know where to go. Now you missed out on what you could have had. Forget about any dreams you could have lived. When the curtain falls I wonder what is on your mind. Cold hand chokes you, then your soul escapes you.
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