Every day.
Going to the same place,
Doing the same thing.
There is no escape,
Until that One Day.
Over and over I repeat the same actions,
Never deviating.
Always for that One Day.
Then on that One Day,
I will have accomplished what this world has forced upon me,
All to do the thing that I love.
Then.
After all that hard work.
I do that thing that I love.
Day in.
Day out.
The same thing.
Over and over.
The thing that I love.
Never deviating.
Not once straying from the routine.
Until.
I die.
Then.
In that final moment.
It truly begins.
The Next Life.
The True Reward.
For the Monotony of Life.
Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 10:27 AM UTC
Every day.
Going to the same place,
Doing the same thing.
There is no escape,
Until that One Day.
Over and over I repeat the same actions,
Never deviating.
Always for that One Day.
Then on that One Day,
I will have accomplished what this world has forced upon me,
All to do the thing that I love.
Then.
After all that hard work.
I do that thing that I love.
Day in.
Day out.
The same thing.
Over and over.
The thing that I love.
Never deviating.
Not once straying from the routine.
Until.
I die.
Then.
In that final moment.
It truly begins.
The Next Life.
The True Reward.
For the Monotony of Life.
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