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Sep 2016
I choose
What days I will work

I refuse to be a slave
To a system

I have the freedom to choice
Where I want to go
When I want to go there

Three days a week
At most

I will show up to work

I don't believe in a 40 hour
Work week

That is what my father does
What a terrible existence...
Well he needs the money

And with more possessions
More money is required
To pay for them

The car payments
The country club

This is my time
And I go where I please
Most of the time

And I do it
Without any guilt
This is my life

I remember when this guy
Told me I should work
40 hours a week

I don't think so
This is my time
This is my life

I won't change
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
(34/M/Los Angeles)   
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