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I DONT want to be rich


I play the guitar hoping to get far.

Not just to get by , but enough defy.

All who resent me , with a youthful burst of energy.

They tell me I must become an engineer.

The pay is good , and getting famous is rare.

As I think , my guitar says we don't care.

Ambition is the key to success.

You work hard and you can only get the best.

Do not ask next , nor get vex.

Chase inner goals , and life will be complete.

Chasing numbers that never end .

As Bob Marley said is obselete .

You get shady friends as soon as you switch.

From the life of a blues guitar man.

To a life thats falsey stiched .

I don't want a lose thread , or a glitch.

For the last time .

I DON'T want to be rich.

 

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