When you view the world through a microscope,at times, you don’t like what you see.Unbalanced, unfair, and shamefulโthis is how it’s meant to be.It depends on where you came fromto determine life’s fate;being born into hardshipis a lot that you can hate.Some are born into grandeur;poverty they will never know.Wealth is in their bloodline,money an …
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