A love poem.
I always dream about being rich
After all, we all could use more money.
But I have a roof over my head
And that’s all I really need, honey.
I dream about being famous
After all, what’s the point of fortune without fame?
But that really isn’t all that important either;
Just as long as YOU remember my name.
The truth is my head says I need these things
And everything else I can accrue.
But I’m listening to my heart instead
And the only thing my heart wants is you.
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