Work

 

Work until it kills you like a good citizen, stare dead-eyed into your cubicle as your soul begins to wither, sit on deteriorating muscles and still be expected to be healthy, get stuck inside your anxious head all day and still be expected to be healthy, watch a bright screen till your eyes can no longer see, till your brain can no longer compute, till your body can longer stand, till your heart can no longer feel.

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