Yes, I hope the minimum wages are raised this year.

We hardly make ends meet, but our love makes all the difference in the

world. We enjoy the amenities of our limited income. As much as we

can. It would be exactly the same if we made millions. The pleasure is

in us. Not on the money. Nothing could buy your presence. Your love.

Not even all the stars. Your laughter is pearls thrown into my ears.

Your kisses gold welding my lips to yours. Your chest against mine…

God holding me tight.

EO

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