One job
One Job…
One Job could change it all,
Make you fly or make you fall.
For me it is simple
I only want one.
One job that I want,
One that I would not hesitate to flaunt
For me it is simple
I only want to be an architect.
One job is that of creation
Freedom to your fullest imagination.
For me it’s simple.
I only want to create in my own way.
One job for me to be free,
One job that would invigorate me.
For me it’s simple.
I only want one job, a job to change my world and yours.
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