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With four legs I am able to stand But if they break like eggs I will not work as planned As I wobble on three, two or even one Nothing can be placed on me For my job will be done Because my legs are the key Without them I am nothing I have no use except maybe for scraps Believe me I’m not bluffing Eventually I will collapse And on that day I know not what I’ll feel Freedom or dismay But that day holds strange appeal
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May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 7:12 PM UTC
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With four legs I am able to stand But if they break like eggs I will not work as planned As I wobble on three, two or even one Nothing can be placed on me For my job will be done Because my legs are the key Without them I am nothing I have no use except maybe for scraps Believe me I’m not bluffing Eventually I will collapse And on that day I know not what I’ll feel Freedom or dismay But that day holds strange appeal
kind of showing the way we may feel, if we're not needed we might feel freed while others may feel like they have no purpose I guess until that day - that does hold a weird appeal we'll never know
#freedom#purpose#collapse#key#without#with#legs#dismay#appeal#table
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May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 7:12 PM UTC
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