Burdens of the Green
Money. It comes from trees and buys us things. It makes us do things without one doubt. Things we normally wouldn't even think about. It helps buy medicines and groceries too but when did it become a part of you? Yes, money does some good but people tend to forget about the bad. Honestly, I think trade and bartering would be pretty rad. We live in the home of the "free" but look around, it seems to me, like we are all ruled by one thing. Money.
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