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work poem
this life's an acapella
 
without a dream
this life's an acapella.
 
but in this world,
if your dreams didn't meet your palm,
you're nothing.
 
so let me weaponize this verse.
 
blah blah blah
this is written to epitomize procrastination.
 
but laziness kills the dreamers
if you're poor, it's a crime
if you're well-off, it's the wine.
 
it burns our dreams.
 
yet this time,
this formless poetry
will simplify the complexity of life
and murder my torpid mind.
 
i'm using this line
to smash your face
and wake you up.
 
it's time to repaint your room
because laziness kills dreamers.



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