Date: 11/19/2010

Nostalgic dream


I have no want for money. To me money is a form of communication. People want to see my money before they see my face. I wish i could live in the forest, drink water from the stream and eat fruits from the trees. The birds would sing to me and the squirrels dance to the tune. The wind would greet me in a whisper and the mountains accompany me for a lasting companionship. It is only a dream from nostalgic past...


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