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Just do it

Just do it.
Whipping lash,
hot, cramped pit.

Odor, stenches
still working.
Cash coins wrenched.

Wealthy, rich
sitting back
pulling stitches.

Dollars drop.
No more wages,
still won't stop.

Sit, knot, knit,
broken wrists,
just do it.

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