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Millionair or poor

Messing with my dreams
For you may already be in the them
I just throw them out
If it does not suit your style
And I bury some in the memory forever
Name and face are lost
Do not spend the energy and time that is lost
May I sit down a few minutes and talk
Listen to worthless for chatter
And it never stops
Millionaire or poor
Same everywhere