Money, the great evil in our world, it is the thing that changes lives, it corrupts but gives life, it splits humanity into its own sections. The sections which we all live by, the poor, the middle, and the rich. But these sections slowly change as the poor get poorer and the rich get richer. Money is what causes pain and grief, our inhuman desire and greed to have the very best, our materialistic passions, our never ending want for the next best thing. Money is something that means so much to our society, when all it is just paper and metal, not worth a cent. But this worth is from our own human nature, we've tried to hide it though communism but everything has a worth, throughout our lives we have given in to creating worth in things that shouldn't have worth, what is the price to pay? A loaf of bread compared to pornography, how much is the human soul really worth. The shelter and life you live is a lie of greed and unease. But we keep giving in to our need to have everything, our need of material. Until nothing is left.
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