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Big Dreams

People with big dreams

are fooling themselves

and making it harder

on the rest of us.

The rest of us with

no other jobs

that have to care about

what we do to make it by.

We have nowhere else

and the less they try

thinking they will be out

soon enough

to follow those dreams

the harder we have to work to

pick up their slack.

And they wonder where the

pessimism and depression

come from.

Well, it's your fault you

ungrateful , lazy, optimistic

sons-a-bitches.

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Written by
john-fiebelkorn
English
Published
Nov 5, 2011
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