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Copper Pennies

 They are two copper wires who found each other and fused together to make a basic penny. Something that, in theory, is glorious.

Economies are built around the idea of pennies. But at the end of the day pennies get lost, they get forgotten. Pennies were once very shiny and sometimes still are, but pennies cant pay the bills.

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  1. Fantastic_beingsJuly 30, 2019 at 11:09 PM

    It's fascinating seeing how your words mean much more; the way you interpret those words are inspirational. Knowing what pennies mean to you and others can show us how we see the world through other eyes. Stumbling on the ones on heads make my day.

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