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Work to live


If only I could

Give you a life,

One thats worth living,

One without strife,

I would.

If only my job

Became a career,

Then we would live,

Without fear,

Of living like Uncle Bob.

As you can see,

I can't promise aything.

But give me hope.

We will be rising.

A career will set us free.

 

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