Their are some things money can simply not buy.
You can not put a put a price tag on the beauty of a star filled sky.
It's the small things in life that gets us by.
You can bottle and sell virtue nor integrity.
You can't finesse tranquility.
True peace and happiness is more precious than gold.
Abundance can not be bought or sold.
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