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Sometimes it’s hard to end a day, of heavy work, for little pay, then go to sleep, not much to say, and dream of nothing, as I lay, but work, work, work…
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May 22, 2018
May 22, 2018 at 7:40 AM UTC
Work, Work, Work...
Sometimes it’s hard to end a day, of heavy work, for little pay, then go to sleep, not much to say, and dream of nothing, as I lay, but work, work, work…
I like to complain, it makes me feel better!
josiah-cleath
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May 22, 2018
May 22, 2018 at 7:40 AM UTC
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