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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=378401" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Money</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Many waters and many tears, <br>Of many hopes and dreams; <br>A prophet is not loved by his own people.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Many tears and many fears, <br>Of many hopes lost in the drain like rain; <br>But i am still in the rain with my brain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The train waits for me and, <br>The moon is sleeping in my arms; <br>But the door of hell also stands beside me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In my flesh and with my spirit, <br>In my min d of many hopes and with the flames of fire; <br>I have no honey or money to buy a pony or a monkey, <br>And my backyard is burning.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sun is shining in its strength like the smoke of insence, <br>Sweet like honey but without money on this issue; <br>And like a great voice behind to seek for the beginning and the end.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A golden seal and a golden lamp, <br>With a great force ahead of me when i have no money; <br>But i am clothed with a garment of hope to lead me on to find you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh money! <br>You are like the raging waves of the sea; <br>But i am now learning the muse of time to get to you.<br>The tide of my hope is to succeeed and, <br>To the 7th congregation; <br>But o know the truth about life matters than war.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To those things that i have written, <br>An open door is needed on this love; <br>But the words of my patience will lead me to meet oh money.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of the things that i have experienced, <br>Neither cold nor hot to swing my muse towards money; <br>And like a lukewarm attitude, <br>It is either cold nor hot when the issue of money is involved.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Seven stars in my right arm, <br>Like every sailor's boat with money; <br>But i have to write a new song before the thrown of my lover.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh money! <br>I am standing on the sea of glass with care; <br>But seven out of a house is what i need on this money.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Poverty and tribulation, <br>Many had fallen for the lack of money; <br>But i will take this rod of iron to lead my way through.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edward+Kofi+Louis">Edward Kofi Louis</a><div class=q>
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Of many hopes and dreams; 
A prophet is not loved by his own people.

Many tears and many fears, 
Of many hopes lost in the drain like rain; 
But i am still in the rain with my brain.

The train waits for me and, 
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