Poor?

It was not until I moved out on my own that I knew I was poor. When I was a kid - it never mattered to me one bit. I made my own toys and now I look back on that and would not change it. For a time I made good money and I was a drinker (but not a drunk) and wanted to fight the world. Then I became disabled and I was taught what life was all about once more. Now I find it hard to make the money last, but the good times with good friends are always here. I see the rich and I think, "do they know who they are"?

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