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An adult who is a child

Being a child is not just only when you are of a lower age. Some adults are actually kids, their actions are so childish yet they posed for the world around them to see them as a matured. Even a child born in this age would not like to behave the way them do.
They compete for things that are of no use. Those they see as their competitors are not even aware they in a competition. They always try to impress those around  only to be making fools of themselves.
You see, if you feel you know so much, you happen to know nothing. Even the basic things you do not know.
Let me tell you something; MONEY is nothing. Money can't buy you eternal life, never ending happiness and your life. Money can be everything but nothing as well if you do not have Christ Jesus.

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