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Apr 2020
Eight hours
of almost everyday
to make
the corporate machine
richer by the second
while we sacrifice
our dreams,
our families
and our passion
to put food on our plates,
to put a roof on our heads
and to provide education
for our children,
the hope of our future
when in fact,
it is our right
as people
to have them
in the first place
Written by
themisunderstood  31/M/Manila, Philippines
(31/M/Manila, Philippines)   
95
   Parker, Ben's Oldies and Reyna
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