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Nine to Five

Through the pane of my window,
the rising sun spreads its rays frantically
telling of a new day from the comfort of my pillow.

My heart swells with anxiety and energy
willing to start the day with zest.
A day so bright and fair,
how can I miss it’s ensnaring offer.

I look to my left and right,
and all I got was a sense to fight.
Fighting for a new sight
and fighting for a greater height.

Compelled by myself to usurp every obstacle,
I’m spurred up to reach my goal.
And until the sun goes down,
for me it is up and down.

From 9am to 5pm,
I’m going to keep grinding,
keep pushing and working;
till I get the purest powder.

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