Money is my name Money is my name, damn you all need me! Force-fed from your birth and before. I give and I take, but mostly it's taking you see, especially when you're stuck in the middle. People throw me around, although I'm becoming less 'real', if ever I was, which is doubtful. I'm a digital figure that flickers on screens, I'm a coin in your grandmother's purse. I've been sea shells and rum, valued and scarce, I've been anchored to gold, now I'm fiat! Which means I get moody, spread around fast, inflated and stupid, reproduced, created at will. You all love to use me, to get to your ends, Money Is My Name, Come and Save Me! Executium on Unsplash
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