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Slave

Wake up!

Put your costume on
It's that time again
Your destiny awaits

Rising sun disappears
As you walk through the door
Take your place
With all the chosen ones

Hold on
The race is about to begin
Run from here to there
And back again

This hurried pace
Doesn't seem to end
It goes on and on
Without an end

Stop
Your body aches
Head is dull and empty
Fall asleep

Dive into your dreams
Free again
Limitless
Anything goes

Lay in the cool grass
Breeze blowing through your hair
Take a deep breath
Of jasmine in the air
Spend your day
Without a care

Wake up!!
Put your costume on
It's that time again
Your destiny awaits
Face it boy, you can't be saved
You were meant to be a slave
Written by Kaden_Malis (Kaden Malis)
Published
Author's Note
About the everyday responsibilities of working and how it can be draining.
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