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Okay For Now


We exist But we forget about it so often Day after day Night after night Moment after moment And everything is still the same We get up to work We hate our work But it pays the bills We will still complain We hate the bugs We hate the traffic We hate raining days And we hate the spring flowers We hate the cold winter days The hot summer days It's always too windy It's always too hot It's never enough for us to forget That we exist
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