The young wallets have the papers,
Not the cash as I have seen in the old wrappers,
The different cards have their slit,
The number growing big with compartments,
The purses and wallets have the receipts,
Always go to ATM to pick up,
Human has changed a lot in recent years,
Debit and credit cards do them favors,
Money flows through many channels,
Human learns to spend during their budding process.
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It is now the credit card world. People also face huge credit card loans paying only the minimum due. Maybe you can edit in few more lines. Thank you for bringing out this phenomenon in a beautiful poem.