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Once in disguise of sanity The love of work belonged to me Now with age I clearly see An endless structured bondage Shiny bright fresh minted From the college briefly stinted Onward working place demented Soon deprives the soul of peace Blinders set to stay the course Daily risk the cart affronts the horse Grieved for life by decades mesmerized Tears retire the fiction folly

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