They're not as rich as me.
I feel bad for the lotto winners.
They're not as lucky as me.
I feel bad for world travelers.
They haven't seen the beauty I've seen.
I feel bad for the partiers.
They've never had as much fun as me.
They cannot buy the most wonderful girls.
Nor wake to them every day.
They don't see the beauty inside my front door.
Or dream of their giggles each night.
Love this life!
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