Pleasures
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This rat race, it’s one bad place
Where I can’t breathe and I can’t see
Struggling on my knees for this piece of cheese.
The world? Oh, it’s watching, see?
And coming after me on this treadmill
The distant smell of a fireplace on a cold night,
feeling that first rain drop of an impending storm,
being offered the last slice of pizza among friends,
getting cozy under a freshly-cleaned blanket,
