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Aug 2020
You're not exactly setting
the written world on fire by betting
all your money on a fleeting dream's desire.
You're only another working ant,
a cog in the machine.
There's just no money made
by making what you love, unseen.

There is no magic formula to rise
above the ranks. Just do what you are told,
say help me, please and thanks.
Just return to your desk.
Daan
Written by
Daan  Belgium
(Belgium)   
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   Eshwara Prasad
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