Work, that thing we moan and complain about.
work, we think were better, that ther must be more,
its a life, i would say, ive learnt the hard lesson
that works not my prison, but the food of life itselth.
dont listen to your inner you, like- there must be more for me?
dont listen to so called freinds who say, tell your boss to go away
dont listen to the doom and gloom, ur happy at work, u will see
dont end up on the scrap heap like me,
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