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Always something
Something to do
Lives full of endless tasks
The world made possible by human work.
Work with connection is a must
Always online
Always in touch
Always connected
Spy on you they just…
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But without work
Life’s not a gentle breeze.
Storms of self doubt
Futures looming
Beyond the horizon of right now
Thoughts of will bees
Will be bosses
Will be partners
Will be hardships and will be troubles
Would they care
For what I do
And what I strive for
Sometimes there’s no rest
Even when
Nothing is to be done
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