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Jul 2022
Every inch of luxury
made up from someone
unfortunate's
blood, sweat and tears
We are willing to pay
a fortune to their employers
who will not share the wealth fair
They struggle for daily alms,
they die in the scorching heat
the air conditioner works fairly well
thanks to them
welcome to modern slavery.
I wish the truth was kinder.
Druzzayne Rika
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Druzzayne Rika  24/F/Living inside the poetry
(24/F/Living inside the poetry)   
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