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  • Gary Hunter

Investing with Affection - March 6, 2021

as love’s shift approaches

she’s already awake and times

her punch card to an imprecise moment

when she casually drops seeds of affection

into the hearts of the poorest of the poor

or the richest of the rich and waits

to see who is smart enough

to build the portfolio

on which to retire



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