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My Friend’s Life
My Friend’s Life
By: Demaurrus
My friend life is like a box of chocolate that never goes away.
He does his chores on some days of the week to earn money in a way.
His family is rich like their faces could be on the 100$ bills.
It’s like they had famous family and they redeem them by collecting their wills.
His family is like a big sack of coins saying “spend me.”