The end goal
We work for it
We can’t eat it
We can’t drink it
Yet we need it
It makes the world go ‘round
Yet it’s different in every country
Those who don’t have it want it
Those who do have it want more
It causes wars
Yet it makes children happy
We go through years of school for it
Yet it teaches us nothing
It isn’t remotely human
Yet it can be dirty
It can be blood
It can be fake
Its name is Money
Its the end goal
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