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Break my fingers and let them hang off the bone as this world is turning I am the one turning it. I am the one hammering the stars and igniting the dirt giving life to the lifeless, breathing air into those lungs. Work is all I have to give life is just a conduit a sweatshop. Do not be angry at this for it is better to be the hammer than it is to be the star.
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Feb 13, 2013
Feb 13, 2013 at 10:22 AM UTC
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Break my fingers and let them hang off the bone as this world is turning I am the one turning it. I am the one hammering the stars and igniting the dirt giving life to the lifeless, breathing air into those lungs. Work is all I have to give life is just a conduit a sweatshop. Do not be angry at this for it is better to be the hammer than it is to be the star.
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Feb 13, 2013
Feb 13, 2013 at 10:22 AM UTC
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