DAY 9
(Late online due to me being kind of ill. However, was written in a notebook yesterday).
We've all been labourers,
slaving to our system!
A tight grip, the masters have
on us.
Ready to choke - for an example!
When time is given to us
instead of controlled by that of what we build
then and only then,
shall happiness come.
For now - we must work.
Fret over things so small
to our great, ancient masters.
Telling ourselves:
the ending shall be worth every moment.
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