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Apr 2022
One day I’ll walk right out of this place…
Been saying it for years now
This thing killing me daily
14 hour days
Come in when it’s dark
Leave as the sun goes down
Business
Industry
Sales growth
Horseshit
Replaceable by the end of the day
All of it

One day I’ll walk right out of this place…
Not say anything to anyone
Will it matter 50 years from now?
It would in 50 minutes
That which is my responsibility
Alimony
Support
Medical Insurance
Food on the table
Fear
Guess that’s why I clock in for death
Daily
And in 100 years I’ll have been a poet for just 30 seconds…
Eric the Red
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Eric the Red  40/M/Southwest
(40/M/Southwest)   
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