Realizing life is not so perfect is such a let-down
when younger.
One who had such high hopes of being famous and rich,
now working for minimum wage and living from paycheck
to paycheck, nothing left after paying the bills.
Movies, eating out, vacation, never come about because
there's not enough money to go around.
When will life open up so they can experience more of
earthly life before expiring?
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