I dont mind getting filthy rich and get cancer and stayed in a A class ward,
rather then sickly poor and fighting with money
I don't mind getting filthy rich and eating hotel's ramen as the simplest meal,
rather than poorly hungry and troubling about tomorrow's poorly prepared meal
I don't mind getting filthy rich and having a maid to clean my house,
rather than coping with housework and work and work in the house.
I don't mind getting filthy rich, runs a pathetic idiotic run raising show and everyone just clap clap clap,
rather than watching an ugly show because I can't pay for a better one.
I don't mind getting filthy rich
But I mind losing my sanity.
I shall remain poor, quiet and humble.
And my greatest asset is my courage to face the harsh reality.
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