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Oct 2020
They wake up very morning, dress up and go out just like everyone else.
They go to work with empty heads and empty hearts.
No, they smile, too.
Doing the same things in circles.

Day in and day out, you go to the same place and do more or less of the same thing for way too little money or credit.

We forget.
We no longer dream.
We just wander.
Written by
ultraviolet
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         ---, alupa, rose hopkins, ---, Qualyxian Quest and 3 others
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