Love Poetry Collections (SEASON 2)

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Reach RICHES while riches UNREACH

Don't preach me because the wholesome is true,

I hate golds and gems, sapphire and quartz.

Anything which belongs to lovingly nacre What is money...nacre money, ain't it a honey

It wasn't sweet, it wasn't that more of a sugar

Still...dollars are few,
Still...peso will be peso,
That more sugar, still dollars are few.

No amount will measure,
No one will know the importance of how currency runs.

Empty pockets, empty mindset, and emptiness all over.
Hard work paid and attempt the horizon of the sky.

Don't be afraid to lay in bed, all-is-well.

When we'd aim a target when we'd strike a goal when we'd reach it never forget the ground.

We are all gathered here...
Before we caught the sight of the mystic heaven,

Riches will never reach...

What's most important is that it stretches out the lesson of wealth that didn't seem to be magnetic.

It didn't attract someone's attitude.

🖤: ♡♡~~say says,
@jas