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71(sventy one)
7days 1person,
from monday to sunday,
you work and toil,
all to make a liveing,
in a world like an illusion,
where the mentality of men ,
control the true nature of life,
money introduced as the only necessity to trade,
like a game some with  contacts,
some unfortunate,


7days 1person,
every 7days of your life,
you pass through good and deficult times of life,
tradeing your health for money,
just to earn a life,
what a comedy...........,
every 52, 7days, 
 you mark your birthday,
yet the same old circumstances still control your life,
same story on the third world contries,
what a calamity,


7days 1person,
in your closet,
 tears from depression run down your eyes,
cos you see,
something is not right,
yet you are scard to voice it out, like it is,
pretending like all is good,
liveing like you feel great,
every 7days you fight for change,
you keep struggling for a better tommorow,
always! you do your best,
beliveing that it shall be well,
hard work is the way to sucess they say,
but how long will the body bear the pains of stress?


7days same struggle,
7days same condition,
7days same people,

everyone has a cross to bear,
but all in,
7days,
individually 1person,
just like,
71(seventy one).

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