"Equal Ground"
In a world where wealth is a towering wall,And poverty’s a painful call,Where some have much, and some have small,A level field – the dream for all. We’re born to paths not made the same,Some silver-lined, some wrought with pain,Yet skill’s true measure, we must claim,Lies not in wealth’s relentless game. For how can one, with empty hands,Compete where rich abundance stands?True fairness, this…
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